BECCA POV

Bailey drops the basket of bananas in her hands, on my kitchen counter. Her gaze not leaving me not even for a second and I know this because I can feel her stare burning into my soul. Yes, and she's tapping her nails on the counter so loud it has me gritting my teeth.

"You're going to see her right?" She then breaks the impossible silence and I roll my eyes.

"Maybe, I don't know. Look," I sigh "I've got a lot of things going on for me right now and I just need a break"

"Is Jacob included?" She dares to ask.

"Fuck you, you know this...