The Morning to Follow
So, here's the second chapter of my latest Degrassi story. Yes, it is Jallie fiction, and that's because I fell in love with that pair. Yes, I know that some people don't like it, but they would be amazing together, so no flames please. Thank you to all those who have read this story. I'd like to thank a few of my loyal followers: breath-in3 and Becca Renee', I'd like to thank you all for being loyal readers and for your great support. For everyone else who likes this story, I love your feedback, so R&R is loved. Thank you all and I hope to have the new chapter up soon.
Jay's POV
I woke up to the sound of clanging plates and bright light shining through the window that was a few feet behind me. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, trying desperately not to hit anything that would still be in pain. Luckily, I avoided most of the bruises. I was not used to being up this early, even on school days. I usually just went in late or not at all. But apparently Ellie wouldn't let me do that. I swung my legs off the couch that I had slept on, sitting up and running a hand through my ruffled hair.
After a few minutes, I pushed myself off the couch, walking into the kitchen where Ellie was rushing around, doing dishes that had probably been there for weeks. It looked like my apartment, to be honest. She really fell apart after Sean left. I couldn't believe that a guy could destroy her like that. I mean, I know she loved him or whatever, but she never seemed the type to fall apart as soon as they left. But then again, other than that gay guy, Marco, she hadn't really been in any other relationships but Sean. So it made sense in a way, but then again, she also had the cutting thing, which was probably what Sean was so damn worried about. I didn't want her hurt either, although I wouldn't admit that to anyone else. There was just something about her, I guess. I couldn't put my finger on it most of the time. Ugh, I was confusing myself. All these thoughts of attachment and protection were fucking me up. I looked at her, watching her try to clean up at least a little. I didn't think she had noticed me just yet. "Morning Sunshine," I muttered sleepily.
Ellie's head snapped up to look at me. She had obviously been in a trance as she cleaned. She smiled slightly. "Good morning to you too," she said in her usual indifferent tone. Wow, she was really pissy this morning apparently. But then she smiled. I smiled slightly, but then again, I was still half asleep. "Do you want coffee or something?" she asked, as though she could read my mind. I nodded before sitting at the kitchen table. She went to the coffee machine and poured my coffee in silence before placing a full mug in front of me and sitting across the table from me. She looked as though she wanted to say something, but I had no idea what and I wasn't going to push. I was just here as a friend, not as a therapist. "Hey Jay?" she asked, as though unsure that she had wanted to say anything at all.
I took a sip, then placed the mug on the table. "Yeah, El?"
"How would you feel about moving in here? You spend most nights here anyways…" Ellie nearly muttered, trailing off at the end.
I stared down at my coffee for a minute. I thought about it. She probably couldn't afford rent, I already had a job at the mechanics shop and she had actually forgiven me even though she thought it was my fault that Sean left, which, in actuality, was partially true. Who knew the kid would bring a gun to school? But I paid my dues, I fixed my mistakes for the most part. I didn't think it was a bad idea, either. "I'd love to live here, El," I finally said loudly enough that she could hear me. I took another swig of coffee and looked up at her. Her grin was so wide, I couldn't help but smile myself.
I know it took forever for me to get this up and I know it's a short chapter. I promise the next will be longer, but I wanted to do a time skip and it's such a pain in the ass to do that in one chapter, so yeah, that's all I have to say. R&R please and thanks for reading.