Jesse's POV
When  Anthony kissed me believe me I was surprised. Shocked actually. But the crazy part about it was...I kissed back. I buried thoughts of what Ashley would think of me if she ever found out and kissed him back.

I was the one who broke the kiss and I stepped away from him, moving towards my phone which was on the small table by the door just as it rang.

"Hello?"

"Nice liplock you had going on Jesse." The clown said into the phone.

"What the fuck do you want? Just leave me alone!" I yelled.

"As I said before..I can't do that."

"Can't or don't want to?" Laughter on the other side of the line. "Listen here you goddamn son-of-a-bitch. You murdered my friend and left his head on my doorstep. If I ever find you, I'm going to fucking kill you." I say threateningly.  "Now stop calling my phone!"

"Don't worry Jesse. You'll get your shot at payback soon enough."

"You know what? Fuck you. I'm done playing whatever game this is." I growl and hang up on him.

Anthony was walking towards the door. He stepped outside and I followed him. We strode over to the outer wall of my house and written in blood was

We're coming for you Jesse. Sooner than you think.

These motherfuckers....are getting on my last nerve! That is IT! I'm putting my foot down and if it's a game this asshole wants to play...then that's what he was going to get.

So sorry for the short chapter but hope you like it.