Disclaimer- Ok, after 11 chapters you should get the point. Shelby, Peter,
Sophie, Daisy, Ezra, Jules, Auggie, Elaine, blah, blah, blah, are not mine.
Jackie and Jared and Jackie's mom are my original characters. And Scott.
well. he's just mine. ( I can't wait for " Shattered Glass" can you guys!?)
Sorry that this chapter took so long. I had so much stuff to do for school
(yes even over the summer. Sad isn't it. That's wat you get for takin AP
classes as a Junior.) I promise though, you wont be disappointed. This and
the next chapter reveals Jackie's story and parts of Scott's you've never
known b4.
So many things raced through Scott's head as he sat in the darkness of his tent. He heard the rain pounding outside and thought of how he had thrown Jackie's tent in the river. "Good," he thought "let the bitch soak, see what it care." He buried his head in his hands in self pity. Why him? Couldn't she find some other guy whose life to ruin? Hell, he wasn't even around for her to molest, yet she sent her little sister out to do her dirty work.
Shelby lay in her tent scolding herself for thinking Jackie was different from everyone else. " That's what happens when you let down your guard, Shelby. They always turn out to be fake. The total opposite of what you thought." Now this person she'd "let in" was putting the one she cared about through hell. Well, she wasn't going to let her.
Shelby unzipped the tent flap and, shielding herself from the rain with a sleeping bag, began to walk over to check on Scott. In passing, she saw Jackie, still hunched over by the now dead fire. " God, you'd think she would have enough sent to build something or at least cover herself with a blanket," Shelby thought to herself. Shelby was suddenly overcome by a sense of anger-induced curiosity and HAD to find out why Jackie was doing this to Scott. She changed course and walked over to Jackie.
As she approached the shadowy figure, muffled sobs could be heard. " Oh look, the poor skank-in-training is crying," Shelby mocked wiping away a sarcastic tear. " Seems to me Big sis even taught you how to play hurt so everyone will say, 'poor you'. That's how it is isn't it?" Shelby asked with a fake pout.
Jackie lifted her head with a glare in her eye. There was no one she hated more than Elaine, and now to be compared to her? She couldn't let it slide. " Don't EVER compare me to her," Jackie growled. "I'm NOTHING like her."
" Oh yeah? Well then how do you explain your being here?" Shelby snapped back. " Why else would Elaine's sister be in the same place as Scott but to keep on the family tradition?" Shelby was getting ferocious. There was no way in hell she was going to let her off easy.
Jackie was sick of it all. Sick of being compared to her sister, sick of keeping it in. She had to tell someone the truth, but would Shelby understand? " You really wanna know?" Jackie sniffled meekly, the rabid look gone from her eyes.
" Yes, I would. All of it." Shelby said still using a harsh tone.
" I'll tell you." Shelby hung the sleeping bag over two low hanging branches to fend off the rain.. She sat under it opposite of Jackie. " Spill it. And it'd better be good." She threatened. Jackie cleared her eyes. No more crying. She was too tired. This was it. Someone had to know.
" Last year," Jackie began, " I was moving up from the middle school to the High School. To make a long story short, I saw Scott at a football game and I just. well. kind of fell in love with him. With his eyes, his smile, but I figured, I was only a freshman and wasn't good enough for him. I wasn't a cheerleader, I didn't have big boobs, so why would he want me? So I kept my mouth shut and did nothing. Except," Jackie paused, " for those times in the hall. I always had English before Geometry so I had to walk through Sophomore hall. And every time, almost as if on cue, he'd be there, walking past me. Even if he was talking to someone else, he'd tip his head back in a nod and smile at me. I could have just about died."
" Yeah, yeah, that's great, but." Shelby interrupted with attitude.
" Shut up Shelby. I'm not done." Jackie asserted. Taken aback by this sudden change in dominance, Shelby shrank back and listened. " Well my mother was always bugging my sister about what she was going to do with her life. She was almost thirty and hadn't gone to college nor did she have any steady men in her life. I guess my mom kind of did the whole, ' Why can't you be more like your sister' thing, but only comparing the older one to the younger sister. Well, Elaine ALWAYS had to be on top, always had to have her way, always had to be better than her stupid little sister. She always wanted whatever I had or couldn't have. She was crazy. Obsessed with me and what I had. Well I was in my room one day, and had cut out a newspaper article on how Scott was leading the school to the state champion the second year in a row. It had this huge picture of him on it. Well, I was reading it and SHE walked in. She started making all these assumptions and outrageous accusations that we were dating, that I had SLEPT with him. Crazy shit. But when I shouted to interrupt her string of accusations I blurted out ' Yes I like him, but I never did ANYTHING with him. I never will either, I can't even talk to him. There, you happy?' All I can remember is this look she had on her face. This. evil grin as if she had finally won." Tears threatened to spill over in Jackie's eyes. " That had to be the stupidest thing I had ever said in my life." She whimpered. " I basically had just put Scott's life into her hands. And everything that happened next is all my fault. At first I didn't think too much of it, but I was still walking on eggshells around her. A couple weeks later, Elaine came home with news that she had gotten a secretarial job at some big lawfirm, AND that she had met a guy and had invited him to dinner. You should have seen my mother. She was ecstatic. When he came over, he seemed nice enough, until I found out that he was Scott's father. When he introduced himself as Martin Barringer I wanted to throw something at him. But when he started talking about Scott, I couldn't take it anymore. I slammed down my glass, breaking it , and ran up to my room. Then my mother comes up and starts yelling at me for being rude. And damn Elaine has the nerve to start crying her eyes out and bitch about how I ruined her date and how Martin will nevever date her again. I felt like screaming ' Bullshit Elaine! If you stick your boobs out far enough anyon'll come to you.' She knew it too. It was all an act to make me look bad. Anyway, she and Martin kept dating and it got more and more serious. Then one day she came home with this huge rock on her finger. She knew she literally had him wrapped around her finger. She knew she'd be able to manipulate him now. That's when," Jackie paused to wipe a stray tear off her cheek. " I started noticing things. Little things, like these looks of victory that Elaine kept giving me. Scott was acting differently too. Instead of always being with the usual people, he'd be by himself or with the guys that were not at ALL his type. You know, the stoners and stuff. But, he'd still always give me that smile. Only it was sadder and sadder every time." Jackie's voice quivered. "My mom apparently had been noticing things too. Whenever Martin brought Scott over to dinner, I made it a point not to be there, but my mom saw how Elaine seemed to stare at him, and touch him every chance she got. She started to get suspicious. I didn't know WHAT my sister was doing.
It was the day Scott had been kicked off the football team for drugs and everyone was making such a huge deal out of it. That day he was walking alone. When he walked past me, he didn't smile. He just looked at me with this look. It scared me so much. I was out of it all day. I kept thinking, 'Something is wrong. Elaine had done something, said something to him. And he knows I'm related. So he's shunning me. He hates me.' I made it a point from then on to avoid him at all costs. If I saw him I'd walk the other way or something. But I still didn't know what she was doing. Then, a couple weeks later, she was staying over at martin's house. My mom told me to call her and ask her something or other, I forget what. So I called her cell since it was late and I didn't want to risk Scott picking up the phone. The first time no one answered. The second time, I let it ring for at least five minutes before Elaine picked up saying 'Hello' all pissed off like I had interrupted her. And I had ." Tears were now cascading freely down her face but her voice was steady and stoic, refusing to show emotion. It was too late to go back now. She had to finish. " She was in a hurry to get off the phone when she found out it was me, but I could hear something that sounded like crying in the background. Well I guess she was in such a hurry that when she went to go hang up she pushed the wrong button and never hung up. I wish she did. GOD I wish she did. The crying in the background turned to begging. 'No, stop.please stop.' Then in a voice that made me want to puke, Elaine was cooing, 'Shhh, Scottie, you'll wake your dad. You don't want him to find out our little secret do you? He'll be very disappointed in you.' Then. then." Jackie stuttered. " There was a . a. groan of pleasure and a desperate cry of 'NO'. The sound was so horrible, I wanted. to. to gouge my ears out so I couldn't hear it. I still have nightmares about it. I threw the phone up against the wall and retched in the waste basket in my room. All I heard was Elaine say, 'Oh shit' and turn off the phone. I ran into the bathroom and downed a whole bottle of my mom's sleeping pills. I woke up two days later in the hospital, praying it had all been a dream."
So many things raced through Scott's head as he sat in the darkness of his tent. He heard the rain pounding outside and thought of how he had thrown Jackie's tent in the river. "Good," he thought "let the bitch soak, see what it care." He buried his head in his hands in self pity. Why him? Couldn't she find some other guy whose life to ruin? Hell, he wasn't even around for her to molest, yet she sent her little sister out to do her dirty work.
Shelby lay in her tent scolding herself for thinking Jackie was different from everyone else. " That's what happens when you let down your guard, Shelby. They always turn out to be fake. The total opposite of what you thought." Now this person she'd "let in" was putting the one she cared about through hell. Well, she wasn't going to let her.
Shelby unzipped the tent flap and, shielding herself from the rain with a sleeping bag, began to walk over to check on Scott. In passing, she saw Jackie, still hunched over by the now dead fire. " God, you'd think she would have enough sent to build something or at least cover herself with a blanket," Shelby thought to herself. Shelby was suddenly overcome by a sense of anger-induced curiosity and HAD to find out why Jackie was doing this to Scott. She changed course and walked over to Jackie.
As she approached the shadowy figure, muffled sobs could be heard. " Oh look, the poor skank-in-training is crying," Shelby mocked wiping away a sarcastic tear. " Seems to me Big sis even taught you how to play hurt so everyone will say, 'poor you'. That's how it is isn't it?" Shelby asked with a fake pout.
Jackie lifted her head with a glare in her eye. There was no one she hated more than Elaine, and now to be compared to her? She couldn't let it slide. " Don't EVER compare me to her," Jackie growled. "I'm NOTHING like her."
" Oh yeah? Well then how do you explain your being here?" Shelby snapped back. " Why else would Elaine's sister be in the same place as Scott but to keep on the family tradition?" Shelby was getting ferocious. There was no way in hell she was going to let her off easy.
Jackie was sick of it all. Sick of being compared to her sister, sick of keeping it in. She had to tell someone the truth, but would Shelby understand? " You really wanna know?" Jackie sniffled meekly, the rabid look gone from her eyes.
" Yes, I would. All of it." Shelby said still using a harsh tone.
" I'll tell you." Shelby hung the sleeping bag over two low hanging branches to fend off the rain.. She sat under it opposite of Jackie. " Spill it. And it'd better be good." She threatened. Jackie cleared her eyes. No more crying. She was too tired. This was it. Someone had to know.
" Last year," Jackie began, " I was moving up from the middle school to the High School. To make a long story short, I saw Scott at a football game and I just. well. kind of fell in love with him. With his eyes, his smile, but I figured, I was only a freshman and wasn't good enough for him. I wasn't a cheerleader, I didn't have big boobs, so why would he want me? So I kept my mouth shut and did nothing. Except," Jackie paused, " for those times in the hall. I always had English before Geometry so I had to walk through Sophomore hall. And every time, almost as if on cue, he'd be there, walking past me. Even if he was talking to someone else, he'd tip his head back in a nod and smile at me. I could have just about died."
" Yeah, yeah, that's great, but." Shelby interrupted with attitude.
" Shut up Shelby. I'm not done." Jackie asserted. Taken aback by this sudden change in dominance, Shelby shrank back and listened. " Well my mother was always bugging my sister about what she was going to do with her life. She was almost thirty and hadn't gone to college nor did she have any steady men in her life. I guess my mom kind of did the whole, ' Why can't you be more like your sister' thing, but only comparing the older one to the younger sister. Well, Elaine ALWAYS had to be on top, always had to have her way, always had to be better than her stupid little sister. She always wanted whatever I had or couldn't have. She was crazy. Obsessed with me and what I had. Well I was in my room one day, and had cut out a newspaper article on how Scott was leading the school to the state champion the second year in a row. It had this huge picture of him on it. Well, I was reading it and SHE walked in. She started making all these assumptions and outrageous accusations that we were dating, that I had SLEPT with him. Crazy shit. But when I shouted to interrupt her string of accusations I blurted out ' Yes I like him, but I never did ANYTHING with him. I never will either, I can't even talk to him. There, you happy?' All I can remember is this look she had on her face. This. evil grin as if she had finally won." Tears threatened to spill over in Jackie's eyes. " That had to be the stupidest thing I had ever said in my life." She whimpered. " I basically had just put Scott's life into her hands. And everything that happened next is all my fault. At first I didn't think too much of it, but I was still walking on eggshells around her. A couple weeks later, Elaine came home with news that she had gotten a secretarial job at some big lawfirm, AND that she had met a guy and had invited him to dinner. You should have seen my mother. She was ecstatic. When he came over, he seemed nice enough, until I found out that he was Scott's father. When he introduced himself as Martin Barringer I wanted to throw something at him. But when he started talking about Scott, I couldn't take it anymore. I slammed down my glass, breaking it , and ran up to my room. Then my mother comes up and starts yelling at me for being rude. And damn Elaine has the nerve to start crying her eyes out and bitch about how I ruined her date and how Martin will nevever date her again. I felt like screaming ' Bullshit Elaine! If you stick your boobs out far enough anyon'll come to you.' She knew it too. It was all an act to make me look bad. Anyway, she and Martin kept dating and it got more and more serious. Then one day she came home with this huge rock on her finger. She knew she literally had him wrapped around her finger. She knew she'd be able to manipulate him now. That's when," Jackie paused to wipe a stray tear off her cheek. " I started noticing things. Little things, like these looks of victory that Elaine kept giving me. Scott was acting differently too. Instead of always being with the usual people, he'd be by himself or with the guys that were not at ALL his type. You know, the stoners and stuff. But, he'd still always give me that smile. Only it was sadder and sadder every time." Jackie's voice quivered. "My mom apparently had been noticing things too. Whenever Martin brought Scott over to dinner, I made it a point not to be there, but my mom saw how Elaine seemed to stare at him, and touch him every chance she got. She started to get suspicious. I didn't know WHAT my sister was doing.
It was the day Scott had been kicked off the football team for drugs and everyone was making such a huge deal out of it. That day he was walking alone. When he walked past me, he didn't smile. He just looked at me with this look. It scared me so much. I was out of it all day. I kept thinking, 'Something is wrong. Elaine had done something, said something to him. And he knows I'm related. So he's shunning me. He hates me.' I made it a point from then on to avoid him at all costs. If I saw him I'd walk the other way or something. But I still didn't know what she was doing. Then, a couple weeks later, she was staying over at martin's house. My mom told me to call her and ask her something or other, I forget what. So I called her cell since it was late and I didn't want to risk Scott picking up the phone. The first time no one answered. The second time, I let it ring for at least five minutes before Elaine picked up saying 'Hello' all pissed off like I had interrupted her. And I had ." Tears were now cascading freely down her face but her voice was steady and stoic, refusing to show emotion. It was too late to go back now. She had to finish. " She was in a hurry to get off the phone when she found out it was me, but I could hear something that sounded like crying in the background. Well I guess she was in such a hurry that when she went to go hang up she pushed the wrong button and never hung up. I wish she did. GOD I wish she did. The crying in the background turned to begging. 'No, stop.please stop.' Then in a voice that made me want to puke, Elaine was cooing, 'Shhh, Scottie, you'll wake your dad. You don't want him to find out our little secret do you? He'll be very disappointed in you.' Then. then." Jackie stuttered. " There was a . a. groan of pleasure and a desperate cry of 'NO'. The sound was so horrible, I wanted. to. to gouge my ears out so I couldn't hear it. I still have nightmares about it. I threw the phone up against the wall and retched in the waste basket in my room. All I heard was Elaine say, 'Oh shit' and turn off the phone. I ran into the bathroom and downed a whole bottle of my mom's sleeping pills. I woke up two days later in the hospital, praying it had all been a dream."
