Storm

Untitled Part 8

~Jack G's POV~

"Maddie... Pick up. Please?" I pleaded into her voice mail. Why isn't she answering me? Did I do something?

'No shit Sherlock you broke her,' my mind repeated.

I ran my fingers through my hair anxiously and looked around for my vape. I searched through drawers, under my bed, hell even in the bathroom, and found nothing. Then I remembered, I left it in my car. I snatched my keys from my bedside table and ran to my car, unlocking it quickly, and finding my vape on the passengers seat. Shit, it's empty. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and called Cam.

"Hey Cam?"

"Sup Gilinsky."

"Do you have any vape refills? I can't buy any because I'm still 16," I spoke out aggravated by the fact that I have to be 18 to get a vape refilled with weed.

"What flavor?"

"I want weed in it smart ass," I was in a bad mood and I tend to snap at people when I'm in a bad mood. Duh.

"Yeah. Come over at around 2 and I'll have it ready. I need to get mine refilled too."

"Aight man, thanks." I said and hung up. See, you're supposed to use Vapes for when you want to stop smoking, but if you fill it up with weed you get high. And all I want is something that helps me forget Maddie. I can't stop thinking about her. I'm a bad person. I should've never left her. I'm a fuck up. Suddenly I felt an urge to get high or drunk. Any thing to ease her away from my mind. I ran back inside and went straight to the storage closet were my dad keeps his wine. I scanned the rack and found the strongest one. He'll beat my ass for this, but I have to get rid of this feeling. The feeling I have for her, I need to get rid of it. Even if it's for a little while.

I woke up not recognizing where I was until I looked down at my hand which was holding an empty wine bottle. Then I remembered everything. Coming in here was a bad idea. My head is pounding and I feel nauseous, but I don't vomit. I looked at my surroundings and found 3 empty bottles scattered across the tile floor of the storage closet. Did I really drink that much? Apparently so. I stood up stretching my arms above me. Damn my head really hurts. I bent down to pick up the empty bottles to put them in my car so my dad wont find out. I opened the door and my dad was sitting on the couch with my mom.

"Jack? What's up with you lately? You've been missing football practice, your grades have been dropping extremely low, and then I find you passed out in the floor surrounded by alcoholic beverages? Seriously? What's going on?"

"Nothing! Okay? Nothing is wrong. I'm a screwed up bitch. that's what," I said and pushed right past him.

"JACK FINNEGAN GILINSKY! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW," my dad yelled after me.

"GO SUCK A DICK," I yelled back.

I opened the front door and got out the house slamming it behind me. I digged for my keys in my pocket, found them, and unlocked my car, getting inside, and driving off to Maddie's house.

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SORRY THIS IS HELLA SHORT AND NOT EVEN GOOD BUT OO HE MAD.

THOUGHTS ON MADISON BEER AND JACK GILINSLKY DATING?

MY OPINION: OH HELL NAAAAAAAAA

I DONT WANT JEMILY OR JADISON. I WANT JACK AND JACK.

-Rschell