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"The Ballad of Jadelyn and Samatha"

Chapter two:

Care

"Clinging to me like a last breath you would breathe, you were like home to me. I don't recognize the street" - Ellie Goulding

::Jade POV::

I slept all throughout the morning. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't like Seattle and I want to get the fuck out of here, but since I'm being forced to live here why not? I take a quick shower and I straighten my hair. I'm out the door in no time.

The streets are so different compared to the ones in Hollywood. It's a complete different vibe, and I really don't like it. I stop walking once I realize I have no idea where I'm going. I don't where I am either. How far did I even walk? And just as my luck has it, it starts to rain. And not drizzle rain, hard fucking rain.

I stop in front a building with a huge sign that says "Bushwell Plaza" on top of it. It looks cozy inside, and fancy so I walk in. As soon as I walk in I can see a weird guy with the most disgusting wart on his face, and he was yelling at me about wetting his carpet.

What the hell? I'm a guest. What kind of service is this?

"HELLO!" He yells, obviously not liking me ignoring him.

"What!" I responded. .

"I said that you ruined my carpet!" He says as rolled his eyes continuously.

"This is an apartment. People come in and out all of the time." I explain to him sarcastically. "If you put a carpet in front of the front door, it's going to get wet if it's raining."

"I'M NOT A BABY. I DON'T NEED YOU TO EXPLAIN THINGS TO ME!" He yells.

His voice keeps screeching, and If I stay here I know I'm going to do something I'll regret. I turn around to leave, but I crash into someone. It's a girl, and she looks about my age. She has brunette hair, and a heart shaped face.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I say as I pick up her bags off the floor.

"That's alright." She responds, smiling at her.

"Hey, Carly, what's the holdup?" A man calls out from behind her, carrying a box so high, he most couldn't see where he was going.

"Oh, sorry Spencer." The girl responds, starting to walk again.

Her name was Carly, eh, I don't like that name, it sounds disgustingly girly.

"MY CARPET!" The wart man screams as he goes running to the carpets rescue.

"You're pathetic." I say to at him, cringing in disgust as he pets the carpet while whispering to it.

Is he seriously on the floor right now?

"Listen you Gothic little prick. " He spits at me. " The only one who's pathetic is you!"

His finger was is now directly in my face. I'm giving him two point five seconds to get it out of it.

"What? Do you cut yourself too? You might as well, look at yourself. Black hair, black clothes, black makeup." He says, laughing.

My eyes widen in shock, I lunge at him but someones holding me back.

I turn my face and I see Carly, when did she even come back?

"Lewburt!" Carly yells at him. " How could you say that to someone!"

"I've lost all respect for you Lewb, I mean if I even had any." Spencer says to him after.

"Are you okay?" Carly asks me, letting go of my arms.

"Yeah?" I reply, still shocked at what he has said. Everyone's always been afraid of me my whole life so I've never had someone actually say something like that to me before.

Was I crying? Please God I wasn't crying.

"You can come up to my apartment with us if you'd like." She offers, smiling warmly.

I nod. Maybe I shouldn't, they could sadistic murderers. But I do.

When she opens her, I almost throw up at the sight of her apartment. It looks like it came out of a children's bedroom magazine. So many colors, and weird objects everywhere.

"Want a peppy cola?" Carly asks me.

"I don't drink soda." I reply honestly.

"Oh, then water?" She asks walking towards her fridge.

I shake my head.

This girl is oddly really nice, and I really appreciate it. But it looks like she has been crying for days. Was I some sort of form of company to her? I don't want her to start telling me all of her problems.

I feel uncomfortable.

" No thankyou, I'm fine."

She stares at me for a while before finally speaking. "So what were doing in the lobby anyways?"

"It was raining really hard so I walked in." replied.

"Oh." Carly says, sipping her drink slowly.

That's it. Next thing you know, she traps me inside and never lets me leave.

"Um I have to leave now. My parents will worry." I lie.

She nods. "Ok. See you around."

As soon as her door closes behind me I run. I'm beyond creeped out. I run right passed the wart boy, and out the front door. Shit. It's still raining. Not as hard, but it still is.

I run and run and run until I see a bench. I can't breathe, so I sit.

I sigh and look at my phone,it's was 5:30.

I go through my contacts, and I see Cat's name. Should I call her? I miss her alot, I really do. I wish I could've told her how much of a friend she really was to me.

I put my phone into my pocket and I stand up, I'm met with the same blue eyes.

It's that blonde girl from that smoothie place last night. The one who was yelling at someone on her phone.

"I saw you yesterday didn't I?" shes asks, looking me in the eye.

I nod, crossing my arms.

" Oh." She responds.

Oh? That's it? The one interesting person in this shit town and that's all she says?

"That's it?" I ask her, as she begins to walk away.

"Did you want something?" She asks me, her attitude and annoyance clearly noticeable.

I don't reply. What the hell is up with her?

"Okay then." She says, rolling her eyes and continuing to walk away.

Who is this mysterious blonde girl with blue eyes?