What used to be true
I never meant to cause you trouble-
"Jack, I'm sorry" Laura, in her pj's stood at the door on Jack's room. It was the next night; Jen was asleep in her room, where Laura had a mattress on the floor. Jack was sitting on his bed, reading a comic book. He lifted his head, looked at her and lowered his head to the comic book again.
"Okay" He said ignoring her.
"Jack I- I really feel bad about what happened"
"Okay" This time he didn't lift his yes.
Laura sighed, and with her arms crossed, she walked in the room, and sat beside Jack.
"Can we talk?"
He sighed too, and lowering the comic book, he moaned.
"About what?"
She looked at the floor while talking, her arms still crossed, her voice really low.
"I didn't mean to- uh, I'm- I didn't want you to get hurt."
He shook his head, laughing discontented.
"Then why do you do that?"
"Do what?" She looked at him. His green eyes scared her.
"What you did yesterday. You drink until it gets to a point when you don't know what's happening anymore."
"Jack, because that's fun!" She lowered her voice, remembering that Jen and grams were asleep. "Didn't you ever get really drunk and made out with strangers?"
"That's your idea of fun, Laura? Then I assume you had fun yesterday."
Laura gasped looking at him.
"Yesterday got out of my control"
"Laura, you know what, I don't care what you do. I don't care if you like to make out with strangers, I don't care if you want to sleep with them." Laura backed up offended. "I just don't want you to take Jen with you. She's not like that"
"She used to be like that." She stared the floor again, still defending her point of view.
"But she's not like that anymore!"
For a minute there they made silence. Jack read his comic book again, and Laura sat staring the floor. It felt like a long minute to both of them.
"You know I - I'm not like that, Jack." She said with her arms crossed. Jack lifted his head and he could see she had tears in her eyes. " I don't like to sleep with strangers"
"I know, Laura, I didn't mean that" He said still holding the comic. She blinked and a tear rolled down her chick. She quickly rubbed it.
"It just happens when, when I get out of control."
Jack stood where he was. He didn't know her enough as to hug her or comfort her.
"Then why do you get yourself out of control?" He asked not sure of what he was saying.
She shook her head holding the tears by biting he lip.
"To run away" She whispered to herself, and Jack didn't hear it.
"What?"
"I'm going to bed, Jack" She got up, not looking at him. "Good Night"
"Good night" He answered wondrous.
The next morning was less uncomfortable. Jen, Jack and Laura had breakfast with Grandma, and went out for a walk. That day, by the afternoon, Laura's father would arrive at the bus station.
"Why is he coming by bus, Laura?" Jen wondered while they walked inside a pub.
"He just got a new car." She moaned "He doesn't wanna use it for long distances yet" Jack laughed.
"Anyway, we're staying at the hotel so if you wanna stop by to pay me a visit, feel free."
"Wow! You're not staying at Gram's anymore?" Jack asked
"Well, no, Jack. How would Mrs. Ryan feel if she had three guests in her house for a week?"
"Oh, yeah." Jack laughed.
That afternoon, Laura went with his father to the hotel, to take care of some papers. Jen and Jack walked around looking at the Boston Christmas Spirit. (Did I forget to tell it was December?) They sat in a pub to drink some chocolate.
"You know, Laura came to me last night-" Jack said looking at Jen. Jen looked at him weirdly.
"She did?"
"Yeah. She said she was sorry about the other night." He said sipping his chocolate. Jen smiled.
"There - See? She's not so bad."
"No, not at all." He put his cup on the table "She's you, only, she didn't move to Capeside."
The Jen Weird Look again.
"What?"
"I said she's you. She's Jen, but she's - she hasn't changed." Jen looked blank. Jack sighed. "See, she's what you used to be Jen, she's reckless. You changed when you came to Capeside. She stood in New York, so he hasn't changed."
"You think I'm reckless?" Jen asked.
"No, Jen, I said you were - Oh, forget it!" Jen laughed
"No! I get it, I get what you said" Jen sipped her chocolate. "You're right. We used to be the same. We have a long history. Part of it is nice, part of it, not so nice"
Jack smiled.
"I wonder if her father's changed" Jen said to herself.
"Why?"
"Well - that's-" Jen looked at him. Nah, it was Jack, she could trust him. "Her father used to get into a lot of trouble." Jen sipped her chocolate again.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, he was usually drunk, he had big fights with her mother" Jack looked at her weirdly. "I think - that's the reason why she prefers to party all the time."
"To run away" Jack thought.
Okay, I've got more written. Ask to if you want. The third echapter is the best one
I never meant to cause you trouble-
"Jack, I'm sorry" Laura, in her pj's stood at the door on Jack's room. It was the next night; Jen was asleep in her room, where Laura had a mattress on the floor. Jack was sitting on his bed, reading a comic book. He lifted his head, looked at her and lowered his head to the comic book again.
"Okay" He said ignoring her.
"Jack I- I really feel bad about what happened"
"Okay" This time he didn't lift his yes.
Laura sighed, and with her arms crossed, she walked in the room, and sat beside Jack.
"Can we talk?"
He sighed too, and lowering the comic book, he moaned.
"About what?"
She looked at the floor while talking, her arms still crossed, her voice really low.
"I didn't mean to- uh, I'm- I didn't want you to get hurt."
He shook his head, laughing discontented.
"Then why do you do that?"
"Do what?" She looked at him. His green eyes scared her.
"What you did yesterday. You drink until it gets to a point when you don't know what's happening anymore."
"Jack, because that's fun!" She lowered her voice, remembering that Jen and grams were asleep. "Didn't you ever get really drunk and made out with strangers?"
"That's your idea of fun, Laura? Then I assume you had fun yesterday."
Laura gasped looking at him.
"Yesterday got out of my control"
"Laura, you know what, I don't care what you do. I don't care if you like to make out with strangers, I don't care if you want to sleep with them." Laura backed up offended. "I just don't want you to take Jen with you. She's not like that"
"She used to be like that." She stared the floor again, still defending her point of view.
"But she's not like that anymore!"
For a minute there they made silence. Jack read his comic book again, and Laura sat staring the floor. It felt like a long minute to both of them.
"You know I - I'm not like that, Jack." She said with her arms crossed. Jack lifted his head and he could see she had tears in her eyes. " I don't like to sleep with strangers"
"I know, Laura, I didn't mean that" He said still holding the comic. She blinked and a tear rolled down her chick. She quickly rubbed it.
"It just happens when, when I get out of control."
Jack stood where he was. He didn't know her enough as to hug her or comfort her.
"Then why do you get yourself out of control?" He asked not sure of what he was saying.
She shook her head holding the tears by biting he lip.
"To run away" She whispered to herself, and Jack didn't hear it.
"What?"
"I'm going to bed, Jack" She got up, not looking at him. "Good Night"
"Good night" He answered wondrous.
The next morning was less uncomfortable. Jen, Jack and Laura had breakfast with Grandma, and went out for a walk. That day, by the afternoon, Laura's father would arrive at the bus station.
"Why is he coming by bus, Laura?" Jen wondered while they walked inside a pub.
"He just got a new car." She moaned "He doesn't wanna use it for long distances yet" Jack laughed.
"Anyway, we're staying at the hotel so if you wanna stop by to pay me a visit, feel free."
"Wow! You're not staying at Gram's anymore?" Jack asked
"Well, no, Jack. How would Mrs. Ryan feel if she had three guests in her house for a week?"
"Oh, yeah." Jack laughed.
That afternoon, Laura went with his father to the hotel, to take care of some papers. Jen and Jack walked around looking at the Boston Christmas Spirit. (Did I forget to tell it was December?) They sat in a pub to drink some chocolate.
"You know, Laura came to me last night-" Jack said looking at Jen. Jen looked at him weirdly.
"She did?"
"Yeah. She said she was sorry about the other night." He said sipping his chocolate. Jen smiled.
"There - See? She's not so bad."
"No, not at all." He put his cup on the table "She's you, only, she didn't move to Capeside."
The Jen Weird Look again.
"What?"
"I said she's you. She's Jen, but she's - she hasn't changed." Jen looked blank. Jack sighed. "See, she's what you used to be Jen, she's reckless. You changed when you came to Capeside. She stood in New York, so he hasn't changed."
"You think I'm reckless?" Jen asked.
"No, Jen, I said you were - Oh, forget it!" Jen laughed
"No! I get it, I get what you said" Jen sipped her chocolate. "You're right. We used to be the same. We have a long history. Part of it is nice, part of it, not so nice"
Jack smiled.
"I wonder if her father's changed" Jen said to herself.
"Why?"
"Well - that's-" Jen looked at him. Nah, it was Jack, she could trust him. "Her father used to get into a lot of trouble." Jen sipped her chocolate again.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, he was usually drunk, he had big fights with her mother" Jack looked at her weirdly. "I think - that's the reason why she prefers to party all the time."
"To run away" Jack thought.
Okay, I've got more written. Ask to if you want. The third echapter is the best one