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I stayed in the locker room for a few more minutes. I was sure that they were getting pretty suspicious by now. But what was I supposed to do? I honestly couldn't go out there and pretend like I didn't have a clue what they were just talking about. I was afraid. I felt small and inferior. I felt like I usually did when Dave hit me. I felt lost and confused.
But I couldn't just avoid them. They would know something was up and I was afraid to confront them. What if they tried to kill me? I couldn't even tell anyone about it! What if all the others were vampires, too?
And what did they mean, 'I'm different'? I wasn't different. I was a normal teenager. I went to school like everyone else. I did my work, I had a job. The only thing that was probably uncommon was the beatings that I was getting, but that was it. There was nothing special about me. I mean, if you count that control freak moment I had with my Spanish teacher, but that was just a coincidence like Stefan said.
I tried slow my heart rate and control my breathing. Maybe if I didn't make any eye contact, they wouldn't notice. No….I had to pretend like I didn't know. That's what I had to do. Until I figured out what they wanted, what they thought made me so special, I wasn't saying anything. I was going to stop taking rides from Elena. I was going to sit at a different table and make some new friends. I was going to stop walking with Stefan. I was sure as hell not going to go to Caroline's sleepover. I was going pretend they didn't exist, and hopefully, they would take that as me becoming fed up with all their staring.
I had to forget about them. They were dangerous. I was thinking about skipping school for sure tomorrow. I would come to work, but I wasn't going to go to school. I had to think about this. Maybe I was dreaming. Maybe I was having one of those dreams that seem so real, but they weren't and no matter how hard you try to wake up, you can't. Maybe I was having one of those.
Yeah…..yeah…..maybe I was dreaming.
My breathing slowed and I got to my feet. I lost my balance and grabbed on the locker to stay straight. I fixed my hair and looked through the mirror to make sure that I didn't look like I just heard them talking about vampires and killing people.
I could do this.
I took a deep breath and opened the door.
Damon stood on the other side and I screamed.
"You-you uh-I thought you-you scared me." I said, and lowered my head.
He raised an eyebrow, "So we decided that you aren't going to walk home no matter how much you disagree, so take your pick on who you want to take you home." He said.
I coughed and I was sure my eyes were wide with fear. I was afraid of all of them. Stefan was nice today, but he just wanted to analyze me, Elena was just gonna stare at me, and Damon was….Damon.
So it was between bad, bad, and just crazy sexy bad.
I didn't know who to pick and if I said 'no', what if they captured me? I didn't want to be captured! I was too awesome to be captured!
Damon stared at me, waiting for my answer.
"What if I say no to all of you?" It was taking everything I had to keep my voice in control.
"Then you would be forced to go with me while I drag your ass to my car." He smirked.
Although he was being playful, I didn't know if he was serious or not. He was a vampire! That could be code for 'strip you down and suck your blood from your tits'!
I nodded and I thought about who I trusted the most out of all of them. Elena had been giving me rides the whole time, but she stared too much. Stefan didn't stare as much, but he hadn't been giving me any rides. Then Damon was really fun to be around and he was hot, but he scared me the most.
Stefan seemed like the safest choice at the moment. And he also seemed less annoying.
"STEFAN! CAN YOU TAKE ME HOME?" I yelled from my spot.
Damon rolled his eyes and walked away and Stefan made an appearance from around the corner from the bathroom.
"Sure, Jadeyn." He smiled sweetly. Too sweetly.
It was the kind of sweet that you know was so bull shitted, but it still looked nice enough to go with.
"Let's go now." I said with a fast voice.
He nodded and I grabbed my bag. I followed him out, but I didn't fail to see Elena's face as I locked the door and went with Stefan. It looked like she was upset, but I honestly didn't care about what she was feeling. She was my threat and I couldn't die before I graduated. I needed to live long enough to see the day when I went to college and left my stupid ass family. I couldn't wait to see their ugly faces as I packed my shit and bloomed!
It was my ultimate goal. And I was going to accomplish it no matter what!
I put on my seatbelt and scooted as far as I could from Stefan.
"I'm sorry for staring at you. I didn't mean to make you feel sad. You're just a good friend and that's not something I usually come across every day." He lied.
"Yes, well, it's not polite to stare at your foo-friends." I stuttered.
OH MY GOD! I ALMOST SAID FOOD!
I ALMOST BLEW IT!
WHAT IF HE COULD READ MY MIND? DAMON CAN READ MY MIND! I THINK!
'Stefan….I know you can read my mind.' I thought to myself.
I looked at him through my peripherals, but his face didn't change from its calm state. I think he would've acknowledged me if he could read my mind.
'Stefan, I know you masturbate to 'How to Train Your Dragon' at night.' I thought again.
"You live a few houses down from Elena right?" he asked.
I jumped up when he asked me that. I thought he could actually hear what I was thinking. What if instead, he said, 'I heard that Jadeyn.' What would I do then?
I blinked a few times and answered him, "Yeah, but can you drop me off at her house and I'll walk from there? I don't need my dad asking questions about why a boy drove me home." I sighed.
"Sure." He nodded.
It was silent in the car after that. For me, it was extremely awkward. I was sure he could feel my fear that was just flowing from my body. My body language just screamed 'PLEASE DON'T FUCKING KILL ME, MAN!' I was scared shitless. I was sitting up with a completely straight back and my eyes were wide with fear. My hands were trembling so I just sat on them. My breathing was exaggerated and slow because I was trying to control my heart rate. I was deathly afraid of him. There was such a deference to how I was acting towards him this morning. If he couldn't notice, he was stupid. Legitimately stupid!
The car ride was taking forever. I was sure it had something to do with the fact of how badly I wanted to get away from this guy. He was danger. What if he bit me? In his car? At least I would die in a happy place. In the seat of Olivia. Yes, I named her Olivia. I think it fit her well.
We arrived at Elena's house and I basically grabbed my shit, took off my seat belt, and booked it. Before I could take my first 5 steps, Stefan's voice stopped me.
"Jadeyn? Are you OK?" he asked me.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I said.
"Well if you wanna talk about anything, I'm here." He said seriously.
"Thanks." I said quickly.
He nodded and watched me while I walked away. I walked at a very fast pace. I was trying to save my ass! And you KNOW that if I thought my house was the safest place right now, something was defiantly wrong with the picture. That's how scared I was. They made Dave seem like a Teletubby.
I continued to walk and I made it to my house in just a few minutes. I let out a rushed breath and locked all the locks on the door. I closed my eyes and slid down the door and sat on the floor with my head in my hands. I made it to safety, well….as safe as I could get.
"What's wrong with you?" I heard Dave say. My head shot up and I jumped off the floor.
I coughed and ran my fingers through my tangled hair. The wind from my marathon walk ruined my hair. I was breathing heavily.
"Nothing. I," I had to catch my breath, "I just thought someone," another intake of breath, "was following me." I shrugged; trying to play it off like it was nothing. He probably wouldn't care though. I wouldn't be surprised.
"Oh." Was all he said and he continued to sip his coffee.
My breathing was still labored and I looked around, expecting to find the Priss Queen.
"Wha-Where's," I took another deep breath, "Where's Gacinda?" I asked.
"Not here." He said.
WELL OBVIOUSLY!
I nodded and walked toward the stairs. I ran my fingers through my hair again and passed by the mirror on the way up.
My bruise was still pretty bad. You could almost see the handprint that was forming. If it became more detailed, I was going to have to skip school. It seemed as if all of his beatings formed some type of finger or hand prints after time. That's why he was so stupid. He always went for the face. Dumbass…
I softly ran my fingers over it. My eyes looked so sad. I looked defeated, like I was sick of fighting. And I was. I didn't want to fight him anymore. If he wanted to hit me, he could. I wouldn't cry and I wouldn't scream. I would just accept the fact that he hated me and I was Ok with it.
I could see him staring at me through the mirror and I looked away. I couldn't deal with anymore suffering today.
I slowly walked up the stairs and made my way to my room. When I got in, I dropped my bag to the floor and took off my jacket. I rolled my shoulders around to crack my back. It was hurting a lot. I was going to take a bath, but I was too wired to relax. I didn't do anything wrong, so I wasn't in for a beating, and I was bored. I couldn't play my guitar because Dave was in the house and I didn't need to give him any reasons. And I couldn't pace around because that would annoy Dave.
So I changed into my PJ's and got into my bed. It was 8:30, but at least I could go over what happened today.
So this is what I knew so far…
-Damon and Stefan and Elena were vampires. Actually, Elena was a maybe. She didn't say anything about my blood so I didn't know yet, but I was going to just assume because she hangs out with both of them.
-They had extreme hearing and speed.
-They wanted to figure out why I was so different.
-They had compulsion and vervain. (Whatever the hell those were)
-And Damon wanted to eat me.
Glorious! I was food.
How was I supposed to act around them? I had never been in this situation before. It was like I was the fish and they were the sharks.
I was the gazelle and they were the lion.
The beaver to the crocodile.
The eggs to the raptors.
The piñata to the bat.
I was dead!
What was really bugging me was what they thought made me so special. I couldn't get it out of my head. I felt normal. Nothing extreme or amazing ever happens to me. I can't control minds. I don't make fire with my bare hands. I wasn't Avatar the Last Air bender. I was just plain ol' Jane. I was human. I was boring Jade. There was nothing special about me.
I didn't have a computer but I had my phone. Maybe I could look up those words they were saying! I dug through my bag and found my phone. I went to Google. Good old Google. It was so trustworthy. The other search engines could suck dick!
No offense other search engines….
I didn't really know how to spell them, but Google (being so reliable) bought all of the results to me. I went to and typed in 'compulsion'.
Compulsion- com·pul·sion [kuhm-puhl-shuhn]
Noun
-The act of compelling; constraint; coercion.
-The state or condition of being compelled.
-A strong, usually irresistible impulse to performan act, especially one that is irrational or contrary to one's will.
That didn't give me much info so I scrolled down and typed in 'compel' instead.
com·pel [kuhm-pel]
Verb
-to force or drive, especially to a course of action
-to secure or bring about by force.
-to force to submit; subdue.
That's what that was! Compulsion was basically mind control! He was trying to control my mind! All those things he tried to make me do! What if I actually listened and was sucked into his hypnosis shit! That fool would've used me like a bee for my honey!
I was so mad!
The nerve of that prick!
He was going to pay. He was going to seriously pay. I was going to make him suffer. If they wanted something, I might as well give them something. I could pay some kid to listen to anything I said. Like I could control him with that creepy compulsion thing and see what they do.
I typed in the other word. I think they said it was vervane or vervain. I typed in both and Wikipedia popped up. I clicked the link and read over the material. It said that in the early Christian era, folk legend stated that Common Vervain was used to staunch Jesus' wounds after his removal from the cross. It was consequently called "Holy Herb" or "Devil's bane".
Devil's bane?
It didn't look evil. It looked like a regular old plant. It was a pretty purple color with tiny little flowers on every stem that sprouted out.
It was beautiful, but what did that have anything to do with me?
They said that I 'sensed' it, but what does that mean?
All I did was cough and say that her perfume smelled like shit. Maybe that's why she thought I sensed it. And as for the compulsion thingy, maybe I'm just defective! I knew all those beatings would cause come mental disability some day!
Whatever…..I knew what they were and who to watch out for. That was all the information I needed. It was a shame really. If they didn't want to eat me, I would think that they were cool! I mean….they drink blood, but we all have our own diets.
It would take me a while to get used to it though.
I could handle this. I just needed to make a plan.
I didn't want to get killed, so I wasn't going to hang around them.
I needed a ride, but I didn't want to be their friends.
So I just needed to ignore them. That was my best option. I had to ignore them and tell them that I appreciated everything that they have done for me, but I didn't like being stared at and Bonnie didn't like me and blah blah blah….
As long as I went by that plan, I wouldn't get killed and I would stay in my happy bubble.
I could join the school volleyball team. I could help the elderly, read to blind people. Something poetic….I just needed to busy myself so I wouldn't have any time to hang out with these people.
I could go back to the old Jadeyn. The one that existed before she killed her sister. The one that was happy and had fun with life. I would make some new friends and graffiti the walls. I would make this a good experience.
I was gonna start tomorrow.
No….the day after….maybe even Friday.
No scratch all that. I was going to start next week. My cheek gave me an excuse not to go to school.
I put down my phone and got under my covers. I closed my eyes, and I couldn't stop dreaming about the vampires that used to be my friends.
…
When I woke up, I blinked a few times. I sat up and stretched. My body felt so stiff and I extended my arms and made my whole body crack. It felt so good. I walked to my bathroom and looked through the mirror. My eyes widened as I saw the bruise. It got even worse!
It became more red and purple. The scratch magically morphed into a dark line that ran over my face. Little round figures surrounded it which almost made it look like a handprint and not my bullshit tennis accident excuse. This was just great!
That dumbass was making it difficult for me to go outside without questioning glances. How was I supposed to go to school with this thing on my face? How was I supposed to go to work? That was something I had to go to!
I sighed and walked out my bathroom. I went to check my phone for the time.
It read 10:21. That meant that I was extremely late for school. Which meant that I wasn't going, which was ok because my face looked terrible.
I felt like I was forgetting something really important though.
I shrugged it off and walked down the stairs to get some food. I was hungry. I slept too long, but I was so tired for some reason. The later I went to sleep, the less I slept, but if I went to sleep early, I would sleep for a long time. I didn't get it. I didn't really dream when I slept, but when I did, I tended to remember. But this time I forgot what I dreamed about, but I knew it was important.
I went to the kitchen and took out some milk from the fridge, and then I took out a granola bar. I ate them both together. I was kinda hungry, but I was afraid to eat anything in the fridge that might be Dave's. I jumped up on the counter and continued eating my mini breakfast. If I was still hungry, I would just go to the Grill.
But at the same time, I didn't want to go to the Grill. My mind was telling my 'no' but my stomach was screaming 'yes'. I sighed and just decided to go. What could go wrong?
….wait I take that back. Whenever someone says that, bad things happen.
THERE WAS SOMETHING I WAS FORGETTING! WHAT THE FUCK WAS IT!
I walked up the steps in frustration. It was like at the tip of my tongue, but I just didn't know what it was. I knew it was crazy important, too. Maybe I would remember later. I took a quick shower and washed my hair. When I was done I blow dried my hair. It naturally dried curly and I was carefully to avoid blowing my face. It hurt a lot when the heat went over it.
My hair was growing really long. It was almost past my butt. I was thinking about cutting it soon, but I was reluctant to let some random, unknown hair dresser do it. My hair was my prized possession. That and my scissors.
I went to my closet and picked out my clothes for the day. I picked out a long sleeved loose shirt that hung over my shoulder. It was black of course, as were my skinny jeans and combat boots. I put on some bangles and put my bang over my shoulder. I blew my bangs from my face as I slipped my shirt over my head then I put on my sunglasses. If I put my sunglasses and my hair around my cheek, the bruise was barely noticeable. I smiled (it was an awkward smile, it hurt to smile) at my success.
Before I left, I made sure to pack my money and my keys. I also washed the cup that I used to drink my milk. When I turned around, Dave was sitting on the couch comfortably reading a newspaper. I jumped because he wasn't there when I came down the stairs. Creepy much?
Speed?
What is it? I know I'm forgetting something! I know I am! I feel stupid because it's right there! I can almost reach it! I don't know why I can't remember. It has something to do with my dream though. Maybe that's why I can't remember. You know how you dream about something, but then you can't remember what you dreamed about? That's what I'm going through. It's so annoying.
I ignored Dave as I walked to the door.
"A little late for school?" he asked me.
"I'm not going." I said in a monotone voice.
"Why? I go through all that paper work and you just wanna skip school! You're not gonna skip out on your education, Jade! I moved us all the way over here for a new start, not for you to go back to your criminal, demonic ways!" he yelled at me. His face turned red with anger.
I waited until he finished yelling before I said anything, "I'm not going to school because I have a handprint on my face, and I'm not sure people are going to still believe my crappy excuse about my tennis accident." I said, trying to keep the anger from my voice, but I was failing greatly.
All he did was huff, "Then make a better excuse!" he yelled again.
"What do you propose I say?" I said keeping calm. Kinda…
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY! JUST DEAL WITH IT!" he screamed.
"No. I want you to tell me what you think I should say because it's obvious that my excuses are crap and you need to keep your reputation and the police off your back. So surely, you have an appropriate excuse for me to use. Shouldn't you be used to these by now?" I ranted on.
"DO YOU THINK YOU CAN TALK TO ME THAT WAY!" he yelled again.
I got up to him and looked up into his eyes, my glasses almost touching his face. This was the closest I had ever gotten to him before.
They were so wide and full of anger and hate. He was livid. This was the first time I was defying him about anything, questioning his actions. And I really didn't know what got into me. But I knew that I was gonna regret doing this later. I had to get this off my chest though.
I was shaking.
"You hit me; every day….you hurt me all the time. What are you gonna do that's so different? All you have is your threats of pain. You want me to be afraid of you because you're afraid of me. I don't know why, but you are. You try to put me down all the time and make me feel like shit, but what you fail to realize is that I'm stronger than all of that. I might be scared right now, but the more you hurt me, the more resistant I become and one day, I will be able to face you and I won't be afraid anymore. So yes, I do think I can talk to you this way because I have nothing else to lose." I whispered the last part.
If there was a color past red, that's what he got. It almost looked like he was gonna explode. It was amusing, but I kept a straight face. I turned around and walked out. It felt so good to do that! I can't believe I literally just did that! I felt so relieved! All that pressure I felt from speaking my mind and finally it was gone! It was like blowing up a balloon and then releasing it! All of that air just flowed out of me. I felt renewed.
I skipped to the Grill. Yes, all fifteen miles, I skipped!
I didn't know what I was feeling, but it felt great! I was so happy. But oh my Lord, I was going to regret every single thing I did when I got back home. I was probably going to have to skip three weeks just from being in the hospital and then another two for recovery time.
When I got to the Grill like 2 hours later, my feet were sore, but my happiness took my pain away, however, it didn't take away my hunger.
I took a seat in a booth and waited for my waiter. Hopefully it was Matt.
It wasn't. It one of the other ones. I think her name was Jessica.
"Hey, you're Jade right? You work here." She smiled at me.
"Uh, yeah…,"I checked her name tag just to make sure her name was actually Jessica, "Jessica…how are you?" I asked with a smile.
"Good. Why aren't you at school?" she asked me.
"Because I didn't feel like going." I shrugged with a sigh.
She laughed, but nodded.
"What about you?" I asked her.
"Sometimes I take days off from school so I can do my job. I need to pay the bills somehow." She said.
"You live by yourself?" I asked her.
"Yeah, parents kicked me out." She said with irritation.
"Smoking?" I asked in sympathy.
"And drinking." She rolled her eyes.
"Join the club. I got caught up, too. Except my dad didn't kick me out, he made me stay, which is so much worse." I made a face.
She laughed again, "Control freak?" she asked.
"Kinda." I rolled my eyes.
"Hitter?" she tried again.
"More like puncher."
"Ooooo." She sucked in a breath.
"Yeah, another reason I didn't go to school." I moved my hair and showed her my cheek.
"Ouch! Looks like it hurt." She said.
"You have no idea. It hurts to talk or move my mouth just in general."
"My mom was a hitter, too, until I called the cops. They took her away and my dad remarried. The bitch hates me." She chuckled.
"Which one is worse?" I asked her.
"I don't really know. But, sometimes it feels like the stepmom is. My Dad totally agreed with her when she said I had to leave. He didn't even try to help me out." She shook her head.
"Yeah, betrayal sucks ass." I sighed.
"You sound like you speak from experience." She smiled.
"My mom left. She didn't want me." I shrugged.
"Ultimate betrayal." She shook her head.
"Yep." I popped the 'p'.
"Oh yeah, do you wanna eat something." she laughed.
"Now that you mention it, yes I would. You know we have a lot in common." I smiled at her.
"Yea, we actually do. I usually don't meet other girls like me. You know, the whole screwed up life kinda thing." She shrugged.
"I get you," I nodded, "And I usually don't tell other girls how screwed up my life is, but you seemed cool enough." I smirked.
"We should hang sometime." She chuckled.
"Yeah, I'll give you my number." I smiled.
"Cool, I'll give you mine, too."
I didn't have any paper, so I grabbed her arm and took the pen she was writing with and scribbled my number on her skin.
I smiled and handed her back her pen, "there." I said.
She smiled and grabbed my arm and did the same.
"We match." She smiled.
I laughed at her, "cheeseburger." I shook my head in amusement.
"Comin' up." She walked away to give my order to the cook.
She seemed so cool. It was like looking at a mini me. I could totally see us becoming awesome friends!
We had so much in common! I mean we both hated our parents, we both went under the influence, we both didn't go to school today, we both had to make money to survive, and we both had the same attitude. This was fate man!
I waited patiently for my food and continued to think about the thing that I was forgetting. I had only 3 hours until I had to work, so I was kind of said, but I got paid well so it was OK. Maybe Jessica would be working, too.
Maybe after I ate, I could go look around the shopping area. I needed to buy some things, like shampoo, tampons, a brush, toilet paper, and maybe some more art supplies.
Tampons…..
My period…
I didn't know why, but I was getting some massive déjà vu.
I also needed a computer, but I think Dave would definitely notice that, and he would wonder where I was getting the money from. I could always say I won the lottery. But where did I get the money to buy the ticket? I won a raffle at school…..yeah, that works.
Through all my thinking, I didn't really notice that Jessica came back with my food.
"There you go." She said as she sat it down on my table. I smiled at her, "Thanks mama cita."
She nodded and left so I could finish my food. The burger was delicious! It always is! I really needed to try the other food they had here. But how could I, when something so God-like and wonderful was sitting right here on my plate.
After only a few minutes, I finished my burger and was ready to pay and leave. I raised my hand for Jessica to come over and she smiled at me.
"All done. I'm ready for senior check." I said.
"Here ya go." She handed it to.
I slipped in a twenty and two fives. One extra for the excellent service that I had just received.
"I put a little something extra for you in there." I winked at her.
She laughed at me, "thanks bud."
I got out the booth and smiled at her, "see ya new friend." I smiled.
"We should hang out at school. I have some other friends, you should come to our table." She smiled.
"They druggies?" I asked.
"Not really, the occasional high, but aren't crazy. We sit in between the table next to the door and the lunch line." She said.
"KK, I'll see ya there then. But it might not be for a while. I'm sure that I will probably be in the hospital for a few days." I sighed.
"Why?" she asked.
"I gave my dad attitude…..nuff said. Plus I have to wait until this abomination heals." I pointed to my face.
She nodded in understanding, "well just come on over when you get there."
"Will do. Oh are you working tonight?" I asked her.
"Yeah, I leave at seven, but I was thinking about staying until closing time, it's not like there are people still here ordering anything. Also, I still get paid for the overtime."
"Yea, I usually close up. We could stay late together." I made a face.
"Cool with me. It's so dark outside though. I'm so glad I had enough money to buy a car." She said.
"I wish I had a car. I have to walk in that shit." I shivered.
"Need a ride?"
"All the time." I shook my head in irritation.
"No, I mean, do you want me to take you home and stuff. I don't mind." She said.
"It's like you get more awesome by the second." I said in awe.
She laughed at me, "You need a ride to school, too?"
"An angel, just a pure angel. That would be awesome!" I said.
"Text me your address." She rolled her eyes.
"Yep, I think I'll do that." I nodded. I waved at her and left the restaurant. I was just getting so lucky today! This was a Jade day! Seriously, everything was going so right! I was happy.
I walked around the area. I had 2 hours and 45 minutes to kill. I wandered around. I guess I could buy my stuff now and keep it behind the bar with me. I went to all the stores I needed to and bought everything I needed. I even bought myself a laptop, which cost 500 dollars, but I just put it on my credit card. Years of saving for college and you tend to build up a pretty large amount of money.
It was black of course. Just because I liked Dora didn't mean I liked the colors she wore. The bitch needed some black in her wardrobe, for real. What happens when the TV is off? What is she wearing then?
Reasonable questions that could never be answered, it was tragic really.
Honestly, I was pretty stupid to carry around all the stuff that I had just bought, which was why I rushed to the Grill.
When I got back, school was almost out and most kids that ditched their last periods ended up here. I went to the locker room the change my clothes and get ready for my shift. I was tempted on leaving all of my stuff in here and locking it up, but I didn't want anyone to steal it. I would feel better if it was next to me.
When I was done changing, I had ten minutes until my shift started. I waited patiently with all of my bags in my hands. I looked kind of ridiculous, but I didn't really care what people thought about me. If they had a problem they could go talk to Dr. Fuck You and Yo Mama!
The blonde girl that worked the bar before me left and I clocked in and went to my station. I put all my stuff behind the counter right next to me. I placed it down gently so I wouldn't kill my new laptop. I put up my hair in a ponytail and waited for some new customers, while filling up the glasses of old ones. Logan probably wasn't going to arrive for another hour and he was my only entertainment other than Damon.
Damon…..
Oh shit…..
DAMMIT! I KNEW I WAS FORGETTING SOMETHING IMPORTANT! HOW COULD I FORGET SOMETHING SO IMPORTANT LIKE THIS? SOMETHING SO LIFE THREATENING! IT WASN'T EVEN FAIR!
I tried to control my breathing again. I couldn't leave my job and I knew that he would be coming in here eventually, but maybe I would get lucky, maybe he wouldn't come in….
Yeah, cause that would happen! I scoffed out loud. I knew that man for only a few days and I knew for a fact that this was second home. He was going to come to either get a drink or irritate me. Well sucks for him! I wasn't irritated, I was scared shitless! This whole entire day I couldn't figure out what I was missing; now I knew.
The whole time, I thought that I was dreaming, but I wasn't. My mind was playing tricks on me and it made me forget. I guess I was in so much shock that it just wasn't registering.
What the hell was I gonna do?
The customers were looking at me in confusion, but the others that were drunk didn't really care. What if I saw Elena and Stefan, too? What was I supposed to say?
I would just give them one word answers. Yeah, I would do that. I continued to fill drinks and get tips. The drunk ones' that hit on me had to be escorted out like usual. I thought my day was going perfect, but instead, I was going to get a beating and get antagonized by my ex-friends.
Eventually, Elena and Stefan came in. Yes, it was inevitable. I knew it was going to happen sometime. They both stared at me and Stefan gave me a sympathetic smile while Elena looked at me sadly.
They both took a seat in a booth and waited for their waiter, which happened to be Jessica. I watched as she took their orders and came over to give them to the chef. She walked up to me and smiled, "What's up with y'all?" she asked.
"Who are you referring to?" I raised my eyebrow with a smile.
"Don't pretend like I didn't just see you give each other those stares. The sad ones. The whole place saw." She rolled her eyes.
I sighed and stared at them before answering her, "Those are the ex-friends that stare at me too much and cause me to feel like shit." I said.
She formed her lips into an 'o' shape as if in understanding, "Well the boy is hot." She said.
I chuckled and smiled at her, "Taken, but I agree. He's not my type though." I shrugged.
"Ohh….you're one of those girls that like a little bit of bad." She smiled.
"I'm like Chex Mix. I like them with a little bit of everythannng." I said.
She laughed at me and shook her head in amusement, "We all like a little bit of that."
I nodded and she left to go get Stefan and Elena's order. It was weird. They were vampires and they associated themselves in a way that seemed so normal. How did they sit there like that? Didn't they have urges? I wonder what they ate. In Twilight, they ate animals. Maybe they were the good ones. It would make sense, I mean, they seemed nice enough. But then again, all they wanted to do was figure me out. I was just some lab experiment. I think that was what was pissing me off the most.
I should talk to them about it. Maybe they wouldn't hurt me.
And what about the sun. Didn't they burn or sparkle or something? They were so pale. It was hard to imagine what it did to them.
I continued to watch them as I filled people drinks and waited for Logan. At least with Logan here I could be distracted, have someone to talk to. Crap! And Damon, he would want to talk to me.
Speaking of the devil…literally.
He came in and Elena and Stefan met his gaze. He turned to them and smirked before looking at me. I watched him, but then turned around to look at the liquor behind me. I didn't want to give him any of my attention. It was better if I didn't talk to them.
I heard a stool move and Damon voice, "Hey there, hot stuff." He said.
I didn't turn to him as I replied, "hey."
"Ok. What's up? You've been ignoring me and the Wonder Twins for two days now. I know you're mad at them, but what did I do?" he asked.
I turned to him and tried to keep up my calm demeanor.
"Nothing, I just need some space for a while." I coughed.
"What about our awesome adventures that we used to have together?" he pouted.
"Ha! If you call almost running me over and cheating at hide-and-seek an adventure, then you are very disturbed."
"I thought I was your toy." He said.
"More like I'm yours." I muttered softly to myself.
"I don't see how that has anything to do with why you're mad at me." He smirked, hearing what I said.
I forgot his crazy ass could hear really well. Vampire and all….
Omygosh….I forgot he could hear my mind. I gulped and stared at him in fear. My eyes were wide. I was expecting him to say something from what I just thought.
He continued to stare at me, waiting for me to answer.
'I know you're a vampire.' I thought.
He shook his head waiting for an answer, "hello? Earth to Jade." He waved his hand in front of my face.
So he couldn't read my mind. Maybe I should just tell them that I know. It would make this whole awkward situation better. Yes, they would probably kill me, but I get beaten everyday anyway. But I didn't wanna die.
"I'm just having some issues right now." I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Wanna talk about it?" he asked.
"I thought that we have already established that you suck ass at making me feel better." I emphasized the word ass.
"I may be bad at listening, but I'm the best when it comes to sexual healing." He smirked at me.
"You're also the best at being a cocky prick." I smiled.
"You know, I've come to realize that you're mean when you're mad."
"Only to you." I said.
"I thought I got a spot on your good side." He sighed.
"I don't have a good side." I smirked.
"Obviously." He scoffed.
"Don't take it personally. I hate everyone just in general." I said.
"Hey!" Jessica came up to us, "I take that offensively." She exclaimed.
"Except for my new pal, Jessica." I rolled my eyes.
"Hey, Cutie." She patted his shoulder.
"Hey, yourself." He smiled at her.
"So…..you. Ride. Tonight?" she asked me.
"Yes, please."
"I thought I gave you rides." Damon furrowed his eyebrows.
"Your rides suck." I got close to his face.
"That sounds dirty." Jessica giggled.
"You're a little perv aren't you?" I chuckled.
"Not my fault. You make it so easy." She smiled.
"Yeah yeah." I waved her off.
"I like your friend. She makes you seem even meaner than you already are." He said.
"Oh bite me!" I rolled my eyes. Then I widened them, "Wait! Don't take that literally." I said quickly.
He raised his eyebrow and stared at me. I gulped and looked at anything, but his eyes.
Logan opened the door and yelled out, "YO, J.J.! USUAL PLEASE!"
I did a Boy Scout wave with my fingers to tell him OK. He walked down the hall, probably to take a piss or something.
"So the town's drunk is an exception to your hatred?" Damon asked me.
"Hell yeah! Logan's my Homie G, fo sho." I crossed my arms.
He smirked, "Bourbon?"
I smiled and poured some in a glass. When I gave it to him, he downed it.
"What's the occasion?" I asked.
"Ex-girlfriend issues." He sighed.
"Oh yeah, I hate those." I rolled my eyes.
"Is that why you don't like me? You swing the other way. With Jessica?" he mused.
"Ew! No! Homo's are cool, but I'm a strict boy lover." I made a face.
He nodded and Logan came back a few seconds later.
I had his drink already ready for him and I slid it across the counter. He picked it up and gave me a thankful smirk.
"So, what's up?" he asked me.
"The sky, the birds, the planes. A whole bunch of shit I don't really care about." I shrugged.
"Feisty today, aren't we?" he said, before gulping down his drink.
"Just a little." I used my fingers to show him.
"We all got problems." He shrugged.
"Believe me, I know." I sighed. I took off my sunglasses and rubbed my eyes.
"What up with the face?" he asked. He used his finger to point at the very existent bruise. From the corner of my eye, I could see Damon turn in interest.
"Tennis accident." I said.
"Tennis balls make handprints?" he asked me. Very observant guy.
"I swung my racket into some girls face accidently and she hit me." That was an awesome excuse!
"Ouch! It's pretty big, too."
"Bitch had some big hands, but I retaliated in a way that would screw her over for a while." I sighed with satisfaction.
"That's how you gotta handle your business sometimes."
"I hear ya."
I heard Damon cough a laugh and I looked at him.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"With your attitude, I'm surprised she still lives." He chuckled.
"I'm not that bad." I said.
"Yea, you're worse than bad." he muttered.
"I'm not the one who eats-"I stopped. I needed to stop doing that, "drinks all the time."
"But you are the one with extreme anger issues."
"I don't have anger issues! You're the one who follows girls and tries to run them over with your car and then forcibly put them in it!"
"You make it sound so bad." He smirked.
"And it makes you sound like a rapist." I smirked back.
"It's not rape if you like it."
I rolled my eyes and smacked my lips, "Drink your stupid bourbon." I said.
"Ran out of come backs?" he gave me a taunting sympathetic smile.
"Keep talking and I'll run over you with a truck." I glared.
He put his hands up in defense and Logan laughed at our antics.
"You two act like an old married couple." He said.
"I have enough room for another body under that truck, Logan." I glared at him too.
He did the same as Damon and turned around in amusement. Jessica took a seat at the bar and sighed.
"How many more hours until we can leave this shit hole?" she asked.
"Three." I sighed.
"Ugh! Kill me now!" she exclaimed.
"But then who would give me rides all the time?" I pouted.
"Pretty boy over here seems good enough." She pointed to Damon.
"He won't give me the same satisfaction that you do."
Her head lay on the counter sideways and she was smiling, "you just make it so easy."
"It's hard to believe that I just met you 7 hours ago, and I really like you." I smiled and patted her head affectionately.
"It's because I'm so awesome." She murmured.
"That's what I would say." I smiled, "Don't you have tables to serve?"
"Don't you have people to intoxicate?" she countered back.
"Touché. But you're distracting me." I rolled my eyes.
"Sweet ol' me? I would never do such a thing." She smiled.
I saw Mr. Boss walk from out of the hallway. He looked like he was rushing somewhere.
"I think your Sweet self, needs to get up before Mr. Boss sees you."
She shot up from her seat and straightened her hair.
"She rises!" I exclaimed.
"Girl! I was never down!"
I laughed as she walked away to serve other tables and avoid trouble.
"You make friends fast around here." Damon mused.
"It's because I'm so awesome." I quoted Jessica.
Damon rolled his eyes and I filled his drink again. Logan was getting more and more drunk and I started to laugh at the things he was saying.
"J.J!" he yelled.
"Yes?" I answered in amusement.
"WANNA HEAR A STORY!" he was yelling really loud and customers were looking at him with annoyed expressions.
"I do if you stop yelling." I laughed.
"OK." He whispered.
I got close to him and put my elbows on the counter and my head in my hands.
"It's about a Mexican leprechaun named Sheldon." He started. I was already laughing silently to myself.
"What about Sheldon?" I giggled.
"So, I was walking to the liquor store yesterday," I cut him off.
"That's hard to believe." I rolled my eyes.
"Shh," he put his fingers to my lips, "No talking during story time." He said.
I laughed against his fingers.
"So I went to the liquor store and I bought some gum."
Hahaha out of all things for Logan to buy at a liquor store, he chooses gum?
"And I was paying for it, and I turned around, and this leprechaun is standing there. And he's just there. Like no pot of gold or anything. And I asked him, I said, 'yo shorty! Where's the rainbow?'"
I laughed. The poor guy probably wasn't even a leprechaun, just a short guy. And Logan was probably drunk as hell if he really thought the guy was a leprechaun.
"And he looked at me and got mad. Then he started cussing at me. It made me so sad. All I wanted was a pack of gum! Then I asked him for his name and he said, 'IT'S SHELDON YOU FUCKER!'"
This was probably the funniest story I have ever heard.
"He was such a mean leprechaun! Then I said, 'dude! What do you want?' and he said, 'to buy my fucking condoms in peace!' Can you believe it? A little guy like that! Getting some bootay?
Yeah, it was pretty hilarious.
"Then I asked him why he was so angry and he yelled at me saying it was because I insulted his size. But it was okay in the end because I said, 'sorry! I feel shitty now. Want some gum?' Then he smiled and grabbed the whole pack and ran out the store! He stole my gum! But what he didn't realize was he left his condoms unpaid for on the counter. So I took his condoms as payback! That fool may have had my gum, but he wasn't getting shit that night!"
I laughed really hard at his attempt to take revenge out on the little guy by taking his condoms that he obviously didn't care about if he didn't pay for them.
"Oh yeah! You showed him, Logan!" I was laughing silently to myself as he dropped his head to the counter and probably lost consciousness. I rubbed his head affectionately and refilled his glass. I never knew how funny he was when he was drunk.
"That was such a great story Logan, it really made my day."
He didn't answer; the only reply I got was a snore.
I turned to Damon since my buddy was knocked out and Jessica was serving people.
He smiled at me, "Ready to talk to Dr. Damon now?" he slurred.
"All of my friends are preoccupied at the moment. You're the only other one left, but even you're drunk." I sighed.
"I thaid I was thaving ex-issues. So, I thav an exthuse." He slurred again.
Ugh! So I was stuck with drunk one and drunk two. And they were both providing me with zero entertainment.
At least an hour past, another 2 and I was out. All I had to do was make it through. I think I stayed here too much. But it filled up my account and that was the pass I needed for college. I also had to keep my record clean. The rehab totally screwed me over already.
…
Eventually it was closing time and everyone was gone except for 5.
Jess, Damon, Logan, Elena, and Stefan.
Jessica was sleeping across a booth seat, Logan was passed out, Damon was playing with my hair, and Elena and Stefan were making their way over to me. I had already called Logan's cab.
It was odd. I was so scared of Damon, but the things he did made him seem so carefree and nice. He seemed like a fun person to be around. But then again, he kept trying to compel me and he was in the circle of bitches who were trying to dissect me and figure me out.
"How do you both manage to stay here for 5 hours straight?" I asked them both as they reached the bar. Damon dropped his head to the counter and passed out.
"We have enough endurance to make sure that our friend is OK and can get home safely." She sighed.
I nodded my head, but I couldn't keep out the feeling of betrayal.
"Look, Jade. I'm really sorry; I didn't mean to stare at you like that. It wasn't my intention to make you feel like crap." She said.
"I know what your intentions are." I muttered.
"What?" she said.
They didn't really scare me as much as Damon did. He had this aura that screamed 'bad', but they seemed ok and Damon was passed out on the counter.
"Don't pretend like you don't know," looked at Stefan too, "both of you."
She shook her head in confusion, "What are you talking about?"
I pursed my lips and looked at Logan's empty glass.
"You should really learn not to talk so loud when you're planning to get inside my head and pretend to be my friends so you can figure out why I'm so 'different'." I sneered, but I was still looking at the cup. I didn't want to look them in the eye.
She stuttered before she answered me, "Jade. It's not what you think-"I cut her off.
"Really, because what I know is that you wanted to get close to me to try and find out why your compulsion wasn't working and why I had a strange reaction to your crappy ass perfume. Which was completely mixed with vervain. You vampires can be kinda bitchy." I said nonchalantly.
I raised my head and looked at both of them. Their expressions held a massive amount of shock. Stefan was failing at trying to keep his face calm and Elena's eyes were wide with fear. If the situation wasn't so serious, I would've laugh at their expressions.
"But what you fail to understand is….I'm not different. There's nothing wrong with me. I have no creepy ass powers. I'm just like everyone else. Maybe I had an allergic reaction to your perfume, Elena. Or maybe you shouldn't have aimed the thing at my mouth. And as for the creepy mind control thingy, maybe I'm an exception. Maybe the Lord, who I never actually thought existed, was trying to give you signs to stop trying to make me do things that I don't want to do."
"I get what you were trying to do. You thought I was a threat to you, but I'm not. So now, you know the truth and you can leave me alone."
I heard a honk outside which would be Logan's cab and it woke up Jessica.
"I DIDN'T STEAL YOUR REINDEER!" she yelled.
I gave her a quizzical look and walked around the bar to meet her. I grabbed her hand and pulled her up.
"Dammit! I have that stupid ass dream all the time! It's like Santa just can't get it through his think, fat skull, that I didn't take Rudolph." She shook her head in disappointment.
"Yeah, what was that dumb ass thinking?" I agreed with her, rolling my eyes.
"I gotta go change real quick, then we can go." I said. She nodded walked to the bar. She grabbed Logan by his collar and dragged him to his cab. When they both left, I went up to Stefan and Elena.
"I'm not gonna tell anyone, if that's what you're worried about. I just don't want you to pretend to be my friends so you can look for something in me that doesn't exist." I took a deep breath.
"You might wanna take this one home." I motioned to Damon.
I went to the locker room and I changed my clothes. When I was done I went back behind the bar to get the stuff I bought and gave them one last look.
Ok! Jade did the confrontation! What will Elena and Stefan and Damon do? Especially Damon (wink wink) I hope they don't kill her.
Well I can't really make that happen because then this story would be crap, wouldn't it.
Jade is strong though. Everything will be ok
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