"What's going on with you and Jax?" Kayla asks as I get into bed. I freeze. "Umm... nothing?" Kayla rolls her eyes, "Gilly, right now, you are the worst liar." I busy myself by straightening a crease on my bed. "Gilly!" Kayla calls. "I'm busy." I reply. "Gilly!" Kayla whines, "Can't you at least tell me? We're going home for weekends and that's tomorrow!" "I'm busy." I repeat.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Whaaaaaat?" I groan. "Gilly? Kayla? Look at this trivia book I found!" Maxine walks in holding a book to her chest. "It's full of super cool facts!" I force myself to smile. "Awesome!" I say. "It's getting late though, I think I'll go to bed. Feel free to talk to my sleeping form though, maybe it listens better than I do." I joke. Maxine looks slightly hurt, "Alright!" she says half-heartedly. I pull up the covers and lay my head on the pillow. I still feel bad for yelling at Jax, but hey, if he doesn't care, neither should I. I bury my face in my pillow. I can hear Maxine and Kayla talking. Their voices are muffled and I can only make out a few words. "Something wrong....................... weird..............................ask.......................................Gilly........answer............................Jax......"
I squeeze my eyes shut and drift off to sleep.....................
Sorry for the short chapter, I ran out of ideas, any suggestions?
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FTRS Short Story
FanfictionThe FTRS crew are finally not chasing villains (or the other way around, for that matter), and now that their lives are at last without drama - for the most part - what does that mean for Jilly? *spoiler alert* It's centered around Jilly <3
