Shattered

Chapter 5.

Jade

Seeing my friends which is something I love, yet getting up early is something I loathe, it's the magic of school .
Hitting my alarm clock every morning at 6 'o clock in the morning isn't something I exactly like, at all.

I quietly murmur the lyrics to Don't Judge Me by Chris brown while curling my dirty blonde hair into loose waves. I'm already dressed in a oversized grey sweater and red skinny jeans that I love with black combat boots .
Getting a text I look at my phone alarmed but sighing when I see its from Justin . We've gotten closer I suppose, I've known him for about 3 weeks and time has flied . I feel like yesterday I was about to be hit, which is fretful to think.

Putting my curling iron down I also turn it off because I am also done using it and I have completed my hair.

From: Justin (;

I'm not going to school today :( something came up sorry .

Sighing sadly I don't even respond I turn my phone off and lean against the bathroom wall .
Quickly thinking I realize that he was also my ride to school .
Sighing again, I get up and get my things while making sure my makeup was still freshly done and heading downstairs .

I wonder what came up with Justin , a death maybe happened today ? Or a bad relationship ? Whatever it is Im going to find out . Quickly making sure my mom wasn't home I walk out of my house and try to remember my way to a couple blocks down to a familiar medium yet comfortable looking house .
Wondering if I should or not I look at my phone seeing it's 6:55 and school starts in less than 15 minutes .

With my chattering cold self I have my top teeth nibbling on my bottom lip pondering on what I should do .
Thinking I'm crazy I knock on the door, after standing out here for 3 minutes I get too cold and patience runs out so I quickly turn on my heel leaving but not far enough to hear the door open and a voice croak out , "Jade ," it sounds hoarse.

Making my feet stop and my heartbeat increase but quickly I turn around to see him, but he seems so distressed .
His hair is a wreck and he looks like he's scrambled about to find clothes .
I quietly gulp about to say something when something, or someone walks to the door .

But what I see next makes my heart drop to my stomach and my head has a big pang to it aswell as my stupid naive self ponders the truth . A girl, about as tall as him, walks up behind him in nothing but lingerie and wraps her arms around his torso . I feel like I just got smacked in the face . This girl obviously looks like a slut, quickly gulping I look back up to Justin and his eyes have hurt and disbelief in them .

I quickly scoff shaking my head, he shouldn't be feeling that way, he played me, and even worse I fell for the act.
I didn't even know him for a month but my stupid self had to believe he was something he's not .

Backing away I feel tears come to the surface of my eyes but I don't let them fall . I'm not weak, at least I don't want him to know that, I don't want myslef to know that . I'm strong, I know right from wrong but this simply wasn't the case. Looking at him a see him trying to pry the sluts hands and fake fingernails from his waist .

Once he's succeeded he tries to come towards me but I shake my head once more backing away .
"Don't come towards me ," I croak out letting a sob break out .
We aren't even dating but I feel something towards him, something I've never felt before .
And now I've seen the true him, it feels like a pang big enough to create a hole in my heart has happened and it hurts like hell .
He did all this and in the end it came back to bite me right in the ass .

He looks like he's struggling to get out his words but finally speaks,
"This isn't me," he says .
I scoff, "Yeah okay ."
And with that I turn on my heel and sprint ignoring his calls and pleads for me, he can enjoy his slut .