Who are you Jill Smith?

Chapter 8

School had already ended and I knew that Jill didn't attend today due to what happened yesterday.

I kept this quiet from Finn. Somehow ever since I've interacted with Jill I've been very self-involved, not wanting anyone, even my best friend(actually especially him), to get into this. Adam was the only exception I guess, but even I have to admit that I do leave out a few details; details that involved things that even I don't understand but are clearly there.

I was walking home, not wanting to take the bus for some particular reason, when I suddenly felt a strong pull from my behind.

"Hey! What are you-'' I was about to pull myself back but realized it was Jill's aggressive cousin, Carly.

"Hey Jordan, nice to see you again." she said.

"It's Justin." I pointed out.

"Whatever."

"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't notice it right away but I was still being pulled from behind.

"We're going to my house."

"Why?"

"So you can take care of Jill."

Again, the name gave my stomach a knot feeling. I was taken a back. 

"What? Me? Why?"

Carly turned to me, it happened way too quickly before my brain had processed it. Before I knew it we were already face to face with my collar being tightly gripped by her strong fist.

"Because it's your fault why she's sick, okay? I need to go to work today so I won't be able to take care of Jill. But since you're the cause of all this, you'll be taking care of her. Okay? Any more questions?"

Carly has a strong aura. I don't usually meet people like her so I don't really know how to respond with her approach. The only girl I know that gives the same vibe as her is my Aunt Clarisse. Everyone in the family feared her, with her above average height and masculine physique, she could fight off any male member in our family in a heart beat. She had a big mouth and smokes every single day. But Carly wasn't like that. Aside from her striking personality and noticeable strength, she looked like a typical teenager. Her eyes were bright blue, almond shaped. Her skin was dry but clear. Height, average. Her brows were thinner than it should be but other than that, she was average. Quite pretty, so to speak. 

"No, I understand completely." I said. I looked at her and couldn't see any resemblance to Jill in spite of them being related. Carly loosened her grip but didn't let go. She continued to pull me like I was just some kind of animal.

"Good." She said. 

I looked at Carly and wondered how this horrid excuse of a female could ever be related to a timid little girl like Jill. A part of me wondered how their household must be like. But then again, Carly does seem to be very protective towards Jill. A little bit over the top but I'm guessing maybe that's just what Jill needs. I wondered what it felt like. Being with Jill in the same house, everyday. I wondered how it's like; what she does and what it'd feel like to be with her every second of the day. I wondered why I was thinking like this; why I was so interested and I couldn't stop. I couldn't stop imagining it and thinking how it's actually a wonderful thought.

"As second thought, I do have one question." I said.

"What?" she answered despite not showing any interest at all.

"What job do you do?"

"I'm a waiter at a coffee shop down town."

I took a second to imagine what that looked like. Or how that must be.