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A/N: HOLLLLLY MOLLLLY ! I HAVEN'T UPDATED SINCE SEPTEMBER? I'M SO SORRY ! HAHAHA. WELL HERE IT IS!
Chapter Six: Because Your A Slut Bag Whore
JIMMY POV
I slowly walked towards her. VERY slowly though. I slowly absorbed it all in. I'm going to reveal myself to sMiLeYgUrL. Manny Santos, the slut.
And in the back of my mind it's saying 'She's not so bad after all. She's beautiful' and that feeling is starting to creep all over.
Shit. JT practically ran into Manny.
I can't do this. That's JT's girl. Not here, not now. I ran back to where Marco was talking to Dylan.
"C'mon Jimmy, let's go to the Dot and get something to eat." Marco said.
"No thanks. I'm gonna go home." I said.
"On foot? Your place is too far. Let me give you a ride."
"It's not THAT far. Besides, I need the long walk to think about stuff. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay, bye." Marco replied following Dylan to his car.
I started walking home.
This is shit. Manny Santos. I can't believe I thought I was in love with a girl who was pregnant, and not even my grade. But what if it isn't that I THOUGHT, what if, what it's that I AM in love with her.
Do I love her or not?
My eyes drifted around the street where I was walking and then that's where I saw her, across the street, sitting on her porch steps with eyes wandering like mine. Manny.
We made eye contact but I broke the gaze and continued walking leaving her behind watching me.
BACK AT JIMMY'S PLACE
sMiLeYgUrL: why didn't you show up?
badChicken: i'm sorry. but.. JT was there.
sMiLeYgUrL: so what? I'm not with him anymore, obviously.
badChicken: he LOVES you.
sMiLeYgUrL: so ? i was looking forward to meeting you.
badChicken: so? i just said a guy LOVES you. doesn't that mean anything?
And quickly that feeling went away. I didn't think of her as some outgoing down-to-earth beautiful girl that I thought she was. I'll I could think about was her slut figure. I was in love with sMiLeYgUrL, not Manny Santos.
Our conversation was interrupted by the doorbell. It was Hazel.
"Jimmy..." She said quietly.
"Haze.. what are you doing here? Come in."
We sat down on the couch, it was very awkward.
"What is it? Is everything ok?"
Hazel sat quiet for a few seconds. "Jimmy, I love you. I came here to work things out. Maybe you were frustrated with other things, right?"
I sighed. "Hazel, please. I meant what I said before."
"But, I don't understand why?"
I sighed again. "Hazel, you see, this girl online.."
"Manny Santos."
"What? How'd you know?" I said confused.
"JT told Spin and Spin told Paige. Paige told me." She said simply. "Forget her, Jimmy." She started to get a bit angry. " I love you. Jimmy, are you listening? I love.. "
I interrupted her, "Wait right here." I went into the kitchen not bearing to hear anymore. It's so hard to break up with someone without breaking their heart, no matter what. There's never another option.
You can do this, man. Tell her upfront. This just is too much.
I went back to the living room only to find the empty couch. My heartbeat raced when I heard the sound of instant messaging coming from my room.
sMiLeYgUrL: I don't care if JT loves me! Look, all I really cared about this days lately is you. You have a wonderful personality. Please, lets meet.
badChicken: don't count on it. You fucking baby killer. You fucking slut. As a matter of fact, I don't want to meet you because you're a slut bag whore.
"HAZEL ! Get out right now. You've invaded my privacy. Look, just get this straight. We're through, we're broken up"
Hazel, sobbing, ran past me and out the door.
badChicken: I didn't mean that. Look, that wasn't me.
sMiLeYgUrL has signed off
Shit.
MANNY POV
He didn't show.
I walked home in emotions of anger and disappointment. Why didn't he show? Why didn't the man of my dreams show?
It still kind of scares me that he knows who I am and I don't know him.
When I got to my house, I didn't go in. Instead, I sat on my porch steps in frustration. I can't deal with love anymore. It's hurt me too much. I don't think I'll ever find the right guy.
I loved Craig. I love JT. But they just broke my heart. Maybe its better not meeting badChicken because he might break my heart also. I don't think I can handle that.
I sat there thinking when out of the corner of my eye I saw a boy walking down my street. I sat up straight from my sulking position to take a better look. Jimmy Brooks.
I don't know why but my heart thumped hard and I had a new feeling when I saw him. The same feeling I had the first time I hugged Craig or the feeling I had when JT used to talk to me late at night on the phone. But why Jimmy?
My eyes met his but he quickly turned away. I kept looking. Why do I feel like this?
LATER, STILL MANNY
I signed on quickly and saw that badChicken was on.
sMiLeYgUrL: why didn't you show up?
badChicken: i'm sorry. but.. JT was there.
sMiLeYgUrL: so what? I'm not with him.
badChicken: he LOVES you.
sMiLeYgUrL: so ? i was looking forward to meeting you.
How can this guy care what JT thinks of me.
badChicken: so? i just said a guy LOVES you. doesn't that mean anything?
If he loved me, he wouldn't have felt on me.
sMiLeYgUrL: I don't care if JT loves me! Look, all I really cared about this days lately is you. You have a wonderful personality. Please, lets meet.
It took awhile until he answered back and when he did, I think my whole world came crashing down.
badChicken: don't count on it. You fucking baby killer. You fucking slut. As a matter of fact, I don't want to meet you because you're a slut bag whore.
I stared at the screen mortified. My eyes watered and my body froze for a minute.
'Because you're a slut bag whore'
I signed off in serious sobs.
Now I realize it.
Craig doesn't love me 'because you're a slut bag whore'.
JT tried to have sex with me 'because you're a slut bag whore'.
'Because you're a slut bag whore'.
I collapsed on my bed in a fitful of tears. I am a 'slut bag whore' and nobody loves me.
A/N: Okay.. so please review!
Next Chapter: Craig breaks up with Ashley and gets thrust into this madness. Hazel starts to make Manny's life a living hell and Jimmy tries to forget about Manny.