Jennel's POV:
I walk through the door and into school, keeping my head down as I make my way down the corridor. Glancing up occasionally as people get too close to me, I glare at them and they just move out of my way.
I continue making my way down the corridor, walking straight past Demi's classroom, I glance inside, standing in the doorway, she's sat at her desk, resting her head on her arm. She lifts her head up, brushing her hair out of her face and then glancing towards me, she just stares at me, standing up and then walking towards me, she keeps her eyes on me as she gets closer to me. She doesn't speak to me she just glares at me before shutting the classroom door.
I sigh, running my fingers through my hair and walking away from her classroom, groaning as I continue to walk down the corridor until I get to my locker. I unlock it, pulling the door open and then staring into it as Wes and Jillian walk towards me; Wes wraps his arms around me and then rests his chin on the top of my head while I slam books into my locker.
"Need a smoke?"
"I need a joint, a litre of vodka and a fuck." I mumble, slamming the metal door shut and then turning to face him, resting against the row of lockers and looking up at Wes. He pulls a joint out from behind his ear, grinning at me as Jillian shakes her head at both of us.
"I can give you the joint."
"Under the bleachers?" I ask, smiling at him as he places his hand in mine, pulling me away from my locker. I grab Jillian's wrist as Wes pulls us down the corridor, through the footballers and the cheerleaders. Almost all of them smirk at me; I just smile at them as Wes drags us out of the building towards the bleachers at the edge of the football field.
"You guys are fucking idiots."
"Whatever." I mutter leaning against the side of the bleachers, staring in front of me. From where I'm stood I can see into Demi's classroom, she's stood at the window, staring at me. I give her a small smile, she smiles back at me and continues to look at me. She glances at Wes holding the joint in his mouth in an attempt to light it, she shakes her head and then wipes her face before turning around, shutting the blinds.
"And Jennel you're the biggest idiot." Jillian says, still ranting on, she waves her hand in front of my face and I zone back into the conversation, staring at her. She just glares at me as Wes continues his attempt to light the joint. I slide my hand into my pocket, pull my lighter out and then throw it towards him.
"Why, because I left Demi?"
"Yes because you left Demi, you fucking idiot. She made you better, she was the bes-"
"Jillian, don't even bother with that rant because I had it all last night from Lauren." I mumble, cutting her off, before taking the joint off Wes and lighting it, bringing it to my lips and then taking a drag, breathing in the smoke and then blowing it back out again.
"Well she's right." She mutters as I pass the joint back to Wes and then run my fingers through my hair while Jillian just stares at me.
"Can we skip school today?" I ask, looking up at Wes and then pouting at him, he glances towards Jillian and she is glaring at him while shaking her head at him.
"No you cannot, so don't even think about it Wes."
"Jill, we've skipped days before, I can't do this today."
"Well we have Chemistry first lesson so get your shit together and get back inside."
"Yes mom." Wes and I mumble at the same time, oh this should be fun (note the sarcasm) first lesson with Demi, and no doubt I'll end up leaving the room before we're even halfway through the lesson. Wes stubs out the joint and then tucks it behind his ear again, covering it with her hair as we all begin to walk back inside.
We make our way across the football field and back into the school building, weaving in and out of the other students and then leaning against the wall outside Demi's classroom. CeCe walks towards us, standing next to me and then resting her head on my shoulder. I glance down at her and smile as Demi pulls the classroom door open, I look towards her and she glares between me and CeCe.
"CeCe get off Jennel and get into the classroom." Demi says, keeping her eyes on me, as CeCe lifts her head off me and then walks into the classroom, I follow her, pulling Jillian with me. I look down at the ground as I pass Demi, walking straight to my seat and then throwing my bag on the ground before I sit down.
Jillian sits next to me, shaking her head at me, as Demi shuts the door after the last person walks in. She runs her fingers through her hair, glancing towards me and then walking back towards her desk, she sits down and mumbles something to herself, waiting for everyone to sit down and shut up before speaking.
"Just copy out of the text book today guys, page 320 and page 321." She mutters, looking up while leaning back in her chair, occasionally looking me.
"Miss are you alright?"
"Yes I'm fine." Demi answers, weakly smiling at the class and then opening her laptop, she begins to tap on the keys, staring at the screen. She occasionally glances up at me before looking back down again. I sigh, as Jillian grabs her book out of her bag and turns to the correct page.
"You're both miserable without each other." She mumbles, I look towards her, shaking my head while narrowing my eyes at her. "Don't look at me like that, it's true and you know it is."
"Shut up Jillian." I mutter as I lean forward and rest my head against the desk, pulling my hood over my head and then shutting my eyes.
"Jennel."
I groan as someone taps the top of my head and I lift it up, glancing up at CeCe, she smiles at me and then leans against the desk. I smile back at her and quickly look towards Demi who is staring at CeCe, no longer tapping at the keys on her laptop. No longer showing any emotion, well unless wanting to kill someone is an emotion, in which case she's definitely showing emotion.
"How may I help you?" I ask, smiling at her while brushing my hair out of my face, she just lets out a giggle. I look up at her and glare at her, she pouts at me and I stick my tongue out at her.
"Are you doing anything tonight?"
"Probably not." I reply, getting lightly kicked by Jillian, I turn to face her and she glares at me. "What?"
"Well you could come to mine, my parents are working tonight."
"Yea sure whatever, I'll be bringing Lauren though." I mumble, smiling at CeCe, she just smirks back at me and I roll my eyes at her.
"Sound like it's going to be f-"
"CeCe back to your seat."
"But miss I was just asking Jennel somet-"
"Back to your seat, now." Demi says, cutting CeCe off again, and then glaring at me as CeCe walks back towards her seat at the front of the classroom. She sits down and Demi keeps her eyes on me, I just look down at the book in front of me.
"Miss are you sure you're alright?" Someone asks, I glance up at Demi, she runs her fingers through her hair before answering.
"Yea I'm fine, just some personal issues."
"Miss you look like you're going to cry." Someone else says, I slam my hands down on the desk, push my seat out and then stand up, I grab my bag off the ground before walking towards the front of the classroom.
"Jennel sit back down please." Demi calmly says, I turn to face her and she's almost pleading me to sit back down.
"How about no."
"Jennel get back to your seat, now." Demi says, her voice now laced with authority.
"Fuck this." I mutter, taking a deep breath as I pull the door open and storm out of the room, making sure I slam the door shut behind me. I make my way towards the bathroom, walking down the empty hallway until I get to the slightly beaten pale pink door.
I push it open, walking inside and then slamming the door shut again. I scream, slamming my fist into the wall next to the door frame, hissing in pain but then doing it again, hitting the same spot on the wall and the screaming as I hear the tiles crack under my fist. I move away from the door, leaning against the wall opposite, staring at the wall next to the door. Looking at the slightly cracked tiles, while trying to ignore the pain in my right hand.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Jillian asks as she walks into the bathroom, staring at me. I glare at her and push her back out into the corridor; she shoves me back inside, walking in with me and then slamming the door shut, leaning against it.
"Fuck off, get out and just leave me the fuck alone!"
"Why should I? You're a fucking mess; do you really want me to just leave you here?"
"Yes I fucking do, because everything would be a whole lot fucking better if you just left me here. Let me smash my hands up because this would hurt a whole lot less than seeing Demi like that!" I scream back at her, punching the wall next to the door frame again, she flinches and then shoves me away from her.
"Have fun destroying yourself then, because I've had enough of attempting to fucking fix you!" She yells stepping away from the door and then glaring at me as she turns around, pulling the door open and then walking out.
"Fuck you Jill!" I yell, aiming my fist into the mirror above the sink, watching the thin glass crack under my fist, staring at the splinters of reflective glass that are becoming coated in a thin layer of my blood as it drips out of my knuckles.
I pull my hand away looking down at the cuts on my knuckles, the bruises that are now forming around them, the tiny pieces of glass that are lodged in the open cuts. I place my hand under the tap, turning it on and letting the cold water wash the blood off my hand, I watch the watered down blood swirl around the sink before going down the plug hole.
~~~
Two weeks later
I'm lay on the sofa with Lauren, my legs placed over her lap and my head is resting on the arm of the sofa. I've got a joint hanging out of my mouth and Lauren is tapping on my legs in time with the music that is blasting out of the stereo.
Her phone vibrates, she sighs, leaning forwards and grabbing it off the coffee table and then reading the text, smiling slightly and then texting the person back, probably Camila. She giggles slightly, locking her phone again and then placing it on top of my legs while quietly singing along to whatever random song she's got playing.
"You are annoyingly in love with her."
"I'm not in love with anyone, and I'm not even texting Camila, I'm texting my asshole of a sister."
"Whatever, ask her how Demi is, please." I mumble, glancing towards her, she shakes her head at me. "What?"
"Nothing, you just need to grow up and talk to Demi yourself."
"Shut up, even if I was going to talk to her she wouldn't listen to me." I mutter as Lauren's phone vibrates against my leg, she picks it up, unlocks it and then reads the message before writing one back and then sliding her phone into her pocket. I don't know who she's texting but she looks very suspicious.
"Come on fucktard, we're going out tonight." Lauren says, slapping her hand down on my legs before pushing them off her lap and then taking the joint from in between my lips. She places it in her mouth, takes a drag and then stubs it out in the ashtray.
"First of all no, secondly I wasn't finished with that."
"We're going out because I'm bored and you're annoying me. Get off your ass and out of those sweats. Put your slutty clothes on and get drunk with me, hook up with a random girl and fuck her so hard you forget all about Demi."
"I don't care, I don't want to go out and I don't want to hook up with someone random."
"What the fuck has happened to you?"
"Nothing I just don't feel like going out, you can go out without me though." I reply, attempting to push her away from me as she grabs my wrists in a bad attempt to pull me off the sofa.
"And leave you here with my mom, I don't think so Jennel."
"Lauren I really don't want to go out." I whine from to sofa as Lauren attempts to drag me off it, I kick my legs and she growls at me, grabbing my ankles and then dragging me off the sofa and on to the ground. "That fucking hurt you bitch."
"Tough shit, we're going out, now get off the fucking floor you idiot."
"Fine, where are you even dragging?"
"Nowhere special, we're just going out." She replies, pushing me up the stairs and into her room before shutting the door. She pushes me on to her bed and begins to grab items of my clothing before throwing them at it.
"I take it I'm putting these on then?" I ask, holding up a pair of tight, black skinny jeans and a tight tank top.
"Yea, oh and these of course." She replies, throwing my leather jacket at me as well as a pair of black heels. I pull my hoodie over my head, throwing it at Lauren's face and then peeling my t-shirt off and dropping it on the ground before pulling the tank top over my head. Sliding the grey sweats down my legs, kicking them off and then pulling the tight jeans up my legs.
"Will you just tell me where we're going?"
"We're going to a bar alright." She replies as I slide my hands into the pockets on the jeans, pulling out a twenty dollar bill and then smiling to myself before stuffing it back into my pocket. Lauren leans against the door and smirks at me while chewing on her bottom lip.
How the hell have I been sharing a bed with her for two weeks? She's like a horny teenage boy; I'm surprised I haven't been woken up by her attempting to fuck me in the middle of the night.
"Lauren eyes up here." I say, clicking my fingers in front of her face when I notice that she's staring at me chest. She looks up to my face and just innocently smiles at me. I sit on the edge of Lauren's bed as I slide the black heels on and then run my fingers through my hair. I lean over the edge of the bed, grabbing my bag off the floor at the end of Lauren's bed.
I pull out my eyeliner before standing up, walking towards the mirror that's hanging off the wall and then applying my eyeliner. Lauren stands behind me, running her fingers through my hair and then turning me around. She smiles at me and then hands me a tube of red lipstick, while smirking at me.
"What?"
"Put it on, you need to hook up with someone."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do, this mopping around my house is starting to piss me off now, all you do is get high and then cry about Demi." Lauren replies, grabbing my hand once I've applied the lipstick, she pulls me out of her room and then towards the stairs. "Down you go, I'll be down in five minutes."
"I hate you." I mumble as she walks back towards her room and I make my way down the stair case. Dragging myself into the living room and then sitting on the sofa. I turn the TV on and watch whatever random crap Lauren left on the TV this morning.
I run my fingers through my hair, pushing myself off the sofa and then walking into the kitchen, pulling open the fridge and grabbing a can of coke. I open it and then pour half of the can into a glass before grabbing the bottle of vodka Lauren hides under the sink.
I unscrew the cap and top up the glass with vodka before screwing the cap back on. I place my finger in the glass and mix the liquids together. I suck my finger slightly before picking the glass up and then bringing it to my lips.
I place the rim of the glass against my bottom lip, tipping it slightly, allowing the cold liquid to run into my mouth. I take a mouthful, pull the glass away from my mouth and then place it back on the worktop as I hear Lauren running down the stairs.
"Come on we're going out…wait did you get my vodka out?"
"Maybe."
"And you didn't make me one, well aren't you fucking amazing." Lauren says, knocking her hip against mine before pouring vodka into the half empty can that is next to my glass on the worktop. "Anyway, hurry up and drink that we're leaving now."
"Fine, but don't fucking rush me." I mumble, bringing the glass to my lips again and then finished the rest of it as Lauren pulls me out of the kitchen, sliding her heels on when we get to the front door. She grabs her keys off the hook, turning the lights off and then pulling me outside with her, slamming the door shut behind us.
~~~
I smile at Max as Lauren and I walk past him and into the building, he just shakes his head at us while laughing slightly. He grabs my hand and pulls me back to him, I look up at him.
"Yes Max?"
"Don't get in a bad state, don't cause trouble and don't go home with anyone random, please."
"I'll try not to Maxy."
"Yea and I'll look after her." Lauren says as pulls me away from Max.
"Yea because that makes me feel better Lauren!" He yells at us, laughing as Lauren turns around and pouts at him. I just shake my head as Lauren continues to drag me towards the bar, pushing people out of the way as we get closer, I lean against the bar, smirking at the woman in front of me.
"And what can I get for you two lovely ladies?" She asks, leaning forwards and then lightly chewing on her bottom lip while staring at me.
"Six tequila slammers and two bottles of beer please."
"Coming right up, sweetcheeks." She replies, winking at me while grabbing three shot glasses in each hand and then filling them with tequila before cutting two limes into six wedges. I turn to face Lauren, she smirks at me and I just roll my eyes at her before glaring at her as she nudges me.
"She totally wants you."
"Well she isn't getting me." I reply as I push Lauren away from me and she just laughs before turning to look at the bar, she pays for the shots and the beer as she woman slides them across to her. I turn around, grabbing the shot glasses and lining them up in front of me as the woman smirks at me, chewing on her bottom lip.
"Body shots?" Lauren asks, holding up a shot glass and a wedge of lime while smirking at me, I just smile at her before placing the lime in my mouth and sprinkling a bit of salt on to my neck. Lauren licks the salt off my neck, sucking on the spot light, before pulling away and then downing the shot she then sucks the lime out of my mouth. She sucks on it before spitting it back out and then placing a fresh one in her mouth and pouring a small amount of salt on to her neck.
"You just want me to lick your neck."
"What's so bad about that?" She asks, smirking at me as I drag my tongue over the salt on her neck, biting down on her neck slightly before drinking the shot of tequila. Slamming the glass down on the bar and then biting the wedge of lime from in between her lips, sucking on it and then spitting out. I glance up at the women behind the bar she's just stood there smirking at both of us.
"You bit my neck; do you want me to fuck you right now?"
"Well you said you wanted me to lick your neck, I just thought I'd just give you a bit more."
We quickly drink the rest shots, licking the slat off our hands and then sucking on the limes, throwing them down before staring at each other and giggling.
"Come on I want to dance." I yell over to music as I grab my beer in one hand and Lauren's hand in the other. Pulling her away from the bar and into the mass of sweaty people that are dancing in the middle of the room.
She dances against me; I place my free hand on her hip, pulling her close to me as she moves against my body, moving her hips in time with the music. I sip my beer and smile as a group of men stare at us, pointing and gawping at us as Lauren throws her head back, resting it on my shoulder, looking up and smirking at me.
I smile down at her, leaning down at then lightly pressing my lips against her head. What? If people are staring you may as well give them something to stare at. I feel Lauren smirk against my lips as she grids her hips against mine.
"This is the Jennel I like." She mumbles against my lips, pulling away and then turning around to face me. I smile at her before glancing up; staring at the one person I didn't want to see here, the worst thing is that she's got some blonde haired, slutty clothes wearing whore pressed against her body. Demi has her hands on the girl's hips, and this whore is sliding her hands into Demi's hair. I keep my eyes on then as Lauren continues to move against my body.
"Hey assholes."
I turn around and Marissa is stood behind me, I ignore her and go back to staring at Demi. Not taking my eyes off her as she begins to kiss down the girl's neck. I lock my jaw as Lauren pulls away from me to talk to Marissa; I ignore what they're saying as I begin to walk away from them. Pushing through the sea of people, making my way towards Demi and her little whore.
I shove people out of my way, drinking the remaining beer in the bottle as I get closer to Demi. I look back at Lauren and Marissa who are just talking to each other now, occasionally glancing towards me. I stand behind Demi and just stare at her and she moves her hips in time with the music, I grab Demi's arm, pulling her away from her girl.
"What the fuck." She growls, turning to face me and then just standing there staring at me, not knowing what to say because her mouth is moving but no sound is coming out.
"Hey Demi."
"J-Jennel."
"We're leaving." I reply, tightening my grip on her arm and then dragging her through the club and towards the exit. Shoving the people out of my way as Demi yells at me, I just turn to look at her, glaring at her and then turning to look in front of me again.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"Dragging you away from that whore!" I yell back at her as we get to the door, I push it open, walking outside and pulling Demi with me. Max glances at us, shaking his head as I drag Demi away from the exit and Max.
I shove her against a wall and she just stares at me, I run my fingers through my hair while she looks me up and down. She bites her bottom lip and I just glare at her, shaking my head at her, well she got over me fucking fast didn't she?
"What the hell was that about?"
"I don't like seeing you doing that with other people."
"Why not, we're not together anymore. We're not in that fucking mess we had going on."
"It wasn't a fucked up mess."
"It was Jennel and we both know that it was, just tell me what the hell is going on in that fucked up mind of yours!"
"I fucking love you Demi, I can't stop thinking about you, it's been two weeks, did you expect me to be over you?!" I scream at her, getting closer to her.
"Well you're in the club we met in, and no doubt you were going to fuck someone, so it looks like you did get over me."
"First of all Lauren made me come out and for you information Demetria, I haven't left Lauren's house in two weeks apart from school. I haven't fucked anyone since you, you know why?"
"Oh please tell me why."
"Because no one will ever fucking compare to you!"
"So why did you fucking leave me then?!"
"Because that's what I do, when things get hard I fucking run away from them!" I scream back at her as tears begin to roll down my cheeks. She brings her hand up to my face and attempts to brush them away. "Don't think about touching me Demi. You don't get to forget about me for two weeks, ignore me in school, and not even look at me when I pass you in the corridor. Then act like you fucking care about me."
"I do care about you."
"So why didn't you make me stay, if you fought for me I would've stayed." I mumble, leaning forwards and pressing my forehead against hers. She places her arms around my neck, resting them on my shoulders as I stare into her eyes. "I miss you."
I bring my hand up to her face, placing it against her cheek and then grazing my fingers against her skin, brushing away the stray tears while still staring into her eyes. She plays with my hair, running her fingers through it and weakly smiling at me as my lips graze against hers.
"I miss you too, and I miss doing this." She whispers, pressing her lips against mine, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. I whimper into her mouth and press my hands against the wall either side of her head. "Come home." She mutters into my mouth, her forehead still pressed against mine as her fingers trace the base of my neck.
"I-I don't know Dem."
"Please, I miss you. I love you and I want you back."