Chapter 53

Emma’s POV

I thought it weird that he’d asked such a question. When did Chase start to give a fuck or two about how I felt or perceived him?

“I find it weird that you ask me that.” I replied to him.

“Why?” He asked me.

“Well cause, for one, I don’t think you really give a fuck about it.” I replied. “This could be one of those your….how do I put it?” I had a lot to say, but my vocabulary was failing me.

“I feel like the issue is, you’re prejudiced against me.” He said. I looked at him in awe. I did not see that coming.

“What the hell is that even supposed to mean?” I asked Chase.

“Emma, I’m not a fool.” He said, smiling sadly. “No good girl wants to be with a stuck up, bad boy, with bad friends.” Chase grinned, and it scared me all the more.

“No!” I shouted, he was getting in my head and confusing my thoughts with all the psychological shit he was doing. “No. That’s not it. It’s not even close to it Chase, I gave you a chance, at