𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 , jaeden martell

- #6 [Party] -

"she's getting tired, it's getting late. we're on a pond, with one skate.

i look up then, and she's gone. she is magic.

she's like a smoke bomb."

SMOKE BOMB

BY

THE AUBREYS

[Y/N's POV - 1st Person]

The knock was slow and anticipating.

"Y/N..." Jaeden's voice slurred. "Open the door." He growled.

Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive..

"I'm not gonna open the door. Look, I'm sorry for what I said but if you could just stop. I'm tired of having to lie to the teachers and everyone about why random bruises and cuts suddenly appear. I just want to have one shower that doesn't sting." I lay my head against the door and wait for his response. It's freakishly quiet.

"Jaeden..?" I mumble.

"I'm gonna have a party tonight. Don't tell Mum, or I'll kill you. Stay in your room." He said, and with that, he left and went to his room.

Okay. It's not like I wanna go to his party anyway. It's about 4:30 pm and Angela is going to go out for a drink with her friends at 8 and me and Jaeden are staying home. She's probably not going to be back until the next day so it's obvious Jaeden is throwing a party.

I stay in my room until around 7:40 pm before I hear Angela calling me from her room. I walk in to see her struggling to zip up her dress. She looks at me from the mirror.

"Little help?" She asks sheepishly. I quickly rush over and help her with the dress. She also asks me if I can do her eyeliner as she has shaky hands. I do a small wing and add some more eye shadow for her. She thanks me and gives me a hug before grabbing her purse and running down the stairs; I am following behind her.

She says goodbye to me as she hops in the car with her friends. I wave goodbye and smile slightly. It disappears as I turn around and see Jaeden watching me.

"Did you tell her?" He asks quietly. I scoff and roll my eyes.

"No, dipshit, otherwise she wouldn't have gone." I try to walk past him but he stands in front and looks me straight in the eyes.

"I swear...if you tell her anything, I will kill you." He says.

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before." I mumble.

"What did you say?" He whisper shouts.

"Nothing." I say and run up the stairs.

- t i m e s k i p -

It's about 8:20 pm before I hear guests arriving. It sounds like a lot though, I thought it would just be a small group of people, maybe 7 or 8. By 9:30 there is a full party going on downstairs, music and everything. It suddenly occurs to me that I didn't bring any food up here.

What am I supposed to eat?

I hope to slip out of my room and just grab a small bite from the kitchen but people are everywhere.

There are couples making out against the wall and on tables. This is disgusting. I make it downstairs and to the kitchen. I grab a glass of orange juice and the rest of the pasta salad me and Angela made. Lastly, I grab some cutlery and a plate and head upstairs.

As I'm about to walk upstairs, Jaeden stops me. He stunk of beer.

"Don't tell anyone." He slurs. "If the neighbours ask, just say we were playing..." He trails off.

"Just Dance?" I finish, he nods and stumbles back to the kitchen. I walk upstairs and into my room. I walk in to see a couple, half naked, making out on my bed.

"Ew! Get out!" I shriek at them. They run out, giggling and stinking of alcohol.

I removed the blanket that they were making out on off my bed. I'll put it in the wash later. I eat my food and and read my book. By 12:30 am, everyone's calming down, tired from partying and tongue dancing with each other. I was on my phone by the time everyone had gone.

Suddenly, I heard crashes downstairs, followed by Jaeden cursing a lot. I went to see what had happened. I stared at the house. It looked like a bomb had gone off. I slowly stalked downstairs, taking in the scene.

Jaeden had a bin bag in his hand. He looked around the house before speaking. "Can you help me clear up?" He asks.

I consider it for a moment. "If I do, you and your stupid buddies have to stop hurting me!" I negotiate. He relooks over the house.

"Fine, fine!" He growls, realising he won't be able to clear up in time by himself. I grab a bin bag and start picking up cups.

After an hour and a half of clearing up, we only had the kitchen left to do. I was clearing up a broken beer bottle when I sliced my palm on it.

"Ouch." I breathed out. I held my hand and tried to stop the bleeding. I didn't wince when I accidently opened the cut more, I think people forget I go through this more than 5 times a week.

Jaeden spots my hand covered in blood and grabs a cloth. He wipes the blood away and bandages it up, while I watch, expressionless. He was confused why I didn't show any signs of pain.

You idiot. I thought. It's not like this is my first major wound, thanks to you.

By 4:47 am, the house is clean and Jaeden is yawning every 2 minutes.

"Thanks Y/N." He says.

"Yeah okay, it's no big deal." I say heading upstairs. He spins me round by my shoulders and the top of the stairs so that our faces are close.

"No, Y/N, I really mean it, thank you." He emphasises the last two words. I brushed his hands off my shoulders and sigh.

"I know. Like I said, it's no big deal." I reply and go to my room.

By about 6:30 am, Jaeden has gone to sleep. Angela hadn't left message so I guessed she either stayed at a motel or one of her friends house's.

I still couldn't get what happened a few hours ago. Not the party, or my hand. No, I mean what happened on the stairs. Why was Jaeden being so nice? I mean, he did promise to not hurt me anymore. Could we finally get along?

Y/N, no! Are you crazy? That guy has tormented you since you were 10! There's no reason for him to change that now.