JEALOUS

CAINE’s POV

I drove my car into the driveway of Hazel’s house

I hadn’t seen her since she left my house this morning and it felt like forever.

I came with drinks for her and some of the salad my mum had left for me.

Since she left in a hurry this morning, refusing to look at my face or say something to me.

But here I was and she was not alone.

Tristan was here and they had painting canvas outside and bottles of paint and painting brushes laying around.

So this was what he needed paint for yesterday

That fucker

They were bare footed and looked too cozy it angered me .

This shit housery needed to stop, and it had to be now.

I came out of my car and slammed the door shut

Enough to gain their attention since they both acted like they didn’t know I was here.

Tristan turned and smiled at me, lord knows how hard I’m trying to rein my anger in. I wasn’t going to cause a scene today

“Sup man” he greeted as I walked up to him

“Beta” I said nodding and wanting to keep things formal so he