Chapter eight | A sleep deprived idiot

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Paige-

I just got home from visiting Jackson in the hospital. I hope he's alright. He seemed to be very medicated because he was saying a lot of stuff I know he'll regret.

I decide to get ready for the date I have with Calvin this evening. It's now 6pm so I have an hour to get ready.

I decide to shower first. Hygiene.

I then decide on which outfit to wear. Go classy or go casual? Why not go both!!

I grab my marvel shirt out of my closet and a black leather skirt. I also grab tights and my dock martins.

I put all my outfit pieces on and look at myself in my mirror.

I look good.

I do my hair quickly. I blow dry it and straighten it.

Not me slaying.

It's now 6:54. I grab my phone that was charging and make my way downstairs to wait for Calvin. My parents and Harry are out at a one of Harry's football games so I have the house to myself.

I scroll on my phone while waiting in the living room. It's now 7:04 and he's a little late. I'm sure he'll be here soon.

I was wrong. It's now 7:54 and he's not here. He's not coming either.

I got stood up. Of course, how did I fall for it?

I make my way back upstairs and flop onto my bed. I let a tear escape my eyes. I quickly wipe it away and sit up.

I can't believe he had the nerve to stand me up. I feel rage building up inside me. I let myself cool off. I cant loose the plot over a stupid boy.

Who even needs boys in life. Not me, that's for sure.

I change into my comfy pjs, grab some cookies&cream ice cream and plop into my bed. I grab the remote for my tv and put on 'The Notebook.'

Time to cry my eyes out.

I wake up to a spoon swarming my mouth and my cheeks being tear stained.

Great. Yay.

I grab my phone to check the time. It is 2:04am. Amazing. I yawn and shuffle out of my bed putting the ice cream on my desk.

I suddenly remember Calvin standing me up and I feel a weight take control of my body.

Oh stupid boys.

I sigh and plop right back into bed. I was nearly asleep when I hear a beep from my phone.

I swear to god if it's Calvin.

Jacky-
Hey, how was your date?

I grunt. Why does he text so late at night?

Paige-
Well, let's just say you were right.

Jacky-
Oh my days, you're actually up? I am always right. ;)

This boy. He gets on my nerves I swear.

Paige-
The question is why are you up? Don't you got a messed up head?

Jacky-
Ha ha ha, very funny. The nurse told me to take my tablets at 2am and 2pm. Are you alright?

I sigh. Should I tell him?

Paige-
Yeah I'm just annoyed. Should've seen it coming. Boys are all the same aren't they?

Jacky-
Well, no. Boys like Calvin thrive on doing what he did to you tonight. I'm sorry.

Paige-
What are you sorry for? I should've listened to you, and I didn't. I should be the one that's sorry.

I wait for his response. He takes a while but he gets there.

Jacky-
Don't be. Just know for next time. I'm going to sleep before I pass out again. Night Paigy.

I roll over. Paigy?

Paige-
Night jacky, rest up for your big game. #number1supporteralert

Jacky-
🏆bringing it home for you. As always.

I put my phone down and can't help but smile. I should've trusted him and I didn't. I feel like an idiot.

A sleep deprived idiot.

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