Psychotic

PART 14/ Jaydn's POV

I wake up to the sound of bird's chirping and the sight of a soft blue sky. That was a sign, I was late! Normally, I wake up at 6:30, when it is still a bit dark out. I roll over and shake the handsome boy up.

"I'm UP!" Javin reasures me.

"Get your lazy ass up! We are late!"

He shoots up and quickly slides grey Nike sweatpants on and fiddles with his dark brown hair. I slip on plain skiny jeans and my pale blue shirt. It had a sweetheart neckline with cascading slits in the back until it reached my mid back. While Javin is still messing with his favorite feature, his hair I roughly brush all the tangles and knots out of my hair and do my quick morning routine. Javin checks the time that say's 7:56. Class started at 8:15 so I wasn't too worried.

"Did you see what happend at the party? The girl we picked up in the woods."

"Yeah Cassie, right?"

"Yup, I wonder if she is even going to school."

"Maybe, but we have a test in gym so we have too."

"Too bad, were starting Sex ED in gym today."

Javin winks at me with a cheeky smile glued to his face. I softly punch his shoulder while I giggle.

*Flash back*

Javin and I arrive at the party. A boy named Harry was hosting it at his warehouse.

"I'm going to get us some drinks!" Javin shouts over the music. I nod and look around at the massive space. I am no goody goody, but I didn't go all out like some people did. I squeaze in between two girls grinding and walk into a puff of smoke. I believe it was weed but I am no expert.

A short boy turns around and say's "Hey babe, you want some?" He raises his hand with a fine white powder in a small bag.

I shake my head, "No thanks....I have a boyfriend by the way."

"Don't flatter yourself, darling."

I roll my eyes and discover my lost boyfriend. Javin hands over a filled shot glass with a fruity colored pink. Javin and I both take a long swig and laugh at our expressions. I notice the life of the party moved to a different end of the room. A majority of the people surrounded the bathroom door with drinks in their hands and condom packets. I give Javin a questioning look but he just shrugs it off and we continue to stare.

A broken girl runs out with mascarra running down her cheeks and messy hair. She stops in her tracks and looks around in silence while the whole crowd stares at her. She had blood running down her leg and hickeys all over her body. Under her scared face, I realised it was Cassie. Before she came out a boy with curly hair and tattoos came out with a smug expression. He was zipping up his pants and motioned everyone to greet her with suprise.

As Cassie stood there in shock I felt terrible. Javin looked over at me and hugged me tight as the crowd roared with screams and laughter. They all pointed and threw their drinks and condom packets at her. Cassie was crying out her eyes and ran off with horror all over her face. I had a determined look on my face and nodded at Javin.

"DON'T YOU SEE WHAT YOU DID?!" I yelled with angusish filling my voice.

"PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES!" I return.

Everyone stares at me like I am the laughing stock. At this point I could care less. Cassie deserved dignity and I didn't want anyone to strip that away from her. Harry glares at me with anger plunged deep in his emerald eyes. I could see he wanted to snap my neck at the moment. Javin would not let him. I wondered what happend to Morgan. Cassie and her always clung to eachother so that is why I wondered where she was to see this.

*End of flash back*

I pull away and look at him with sorrow deep in my eyes.

"I feel really bad for her." I state.

"Remember in 6th grade, were we used to all hangout in gym?" Javin adds

"Yeah. Maybe we should talk to her later."

"That would be best. Why do you think he did it?"

"I don't know. Entertainment maybe?"

"He can break any girl's heart in the state. Why her?"

"He is just a fucking sociopath that's why."

I look at the time, 8:10. "Shit! Let's go!" He exclaims. I grab his hand and we both head out. We don't bother locking the door because why in the hell would someone want any of our stuff. The only thing valuble to us was eachother.

I run out to his silver car and yell "Shotgun!"

Javin whines and sighs like a baby. "Awww, fine. I'll drive." I nod my head in approval as he steps on the gas pedal. We were so immature but that is what other couples envied about us. We could be our own true self without being judged.

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Hey! I updated, obviously. I hoped you liked it. Again If you want a POV just ask. I am craving lasanga right now. I still do miss Zayn but I am healing. In my mind I just say, "Zayn didn't leave and he is still there." If I imagine that everything is okay and back to normal. It doesn't help when stupid fucking cunts will budge in and ACT like a directioner. She fake cry's and whines Zayn. SHE FAKES!! I can't stand her. She is such a fucking NOOB. Yes, I said
noob because i don't like the term carrot.

She goes on FACEBOOK for her knowledge instead of paying up the 5 years of tribute that REAL directioners have. That bitch can't take the easy way. STOP BRINGING HIM UP! DON'T YOU SEE I HAVE ENOUGH HEART ACHE ALREADY! I DON'T NEED TO HEAR YOUR SORRY ASS. As you can see from my rant, I don't like the cunt bubble. Sorry I took it out on here but someone needs to hear it. I need a support group for directioners. :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

Bye!

~Cass.