Overdue - Jack Gilinsky imagine -

Overdue part 3

Someone tapping your car window woke you from your slumber. You rubbed your eyes to see a police officer motioning you to step out the car.

"Excuse me ma'am you know sleeping on the side of the road is illegal here in California?"
You leaned up against the car and let out a huge sigh. As if this week couldn't get any worse.
"What's the fine?"
"Excuse me?"
"How much do I have to fucking pay Mr. Officer!"

The police officer looked taken back but he cleared his throat and went back to his car to pull up your license and bill you the fine.
After about 20 minutes he came back with a yellow slip of paper and went back to his car and drove off. $850?!! You covered your hands with your face and again just let out another sigh. You were all cried out. You were all screamed out. All your feelings were just out. You got into your car and started to finally drive home.

You decided to take the long way back to your loft. Instead of taking the highway and the busy city streets, you took the surface streets that had all the vineyards, suburban homes, and farms. It was relaxing considering the past events that had happened.

You couldn't get the ring of Jack's laugh out of your head. You could forget the hurtful words he said but honestly you were starting not to care. You were actually getting over it.
Maybe Jack wasn't meant to be a constant in your life like you hoped he be. Maybe he was one of those experiences God put in your life to learn something. But you hadn't learned anything new that you didn't already know. The only thing you learned was that when the people who you love and care about the most could end up hurting you the worst.
"Oh my god you're in love with me!"

Those words were on replay. You in love with Jack! That wasn't even possible...was it? You never thought of Jack like that and until now you were thinking it was for the best. No! You can't love Jack hell you can't even like Jack for all the shit that he's done to you in the past 31 hours.

You jumped as you saw your phone ringing. You ignored it and continued driving down the empty road, but it kept beeping and you finally saw all the notifications from your friends. Text messages, Facetime calls, voicemails, Twitter mentions, and snapchats from all of the boys.

Cam:
Y/N?!! Where are you??!! We all came to check on you after dinner and you're not here! Please call us!
Sam:
@Y/T/N: Babygirl please pick up your phone!
Nash:
Y/N! YOUNG LADY IF YOU DONT COME HOME RIGHT NOW I'm going to cry please pick up your phone.

You giggled at Nash's voicemail and closed your phone. It was nice to know that they were worried about you but they couldn't make you feel any better. You also noted that Jack didn't send you anything. Did he know? Or more importantly did he care?

Your phone beeped again. Probably another voicemail from the boys when you noticed Jack's contact name.

"Boys said you didn't make it home"
You shook your head. Everyone else was worried but he texted you like someone made him do it. Like the boys knew "Oh if Jack texts her then she's sure to answer!"
You reached for your phone and opened your contacts blocking Jack's number, Twitter, Instagram, and deleting his Snapchat. If he didn't want you in his life then fine you were going to make it easy for him...

When you finally got home you walked in to an empty loft. Thank God you didn't want to deal with anyone you just wanted more sleep. As you climbed the steps someone rang the doorbell. You were really contemplating just walking up to your room but you went to answer the door.

When you looked to see who was here at your house at 9 in the morning you saw Madison?

She let herself in and walked into your living room turning around to face you.

"Look Madison I don't wanna fight with you so if you want me to apologize then fine I'll do it."

"I don't want your weak ass apology that I know you won't even mean it."