ECSTASY // B.E

t w e n t y - t w o

j e s s i e

"ouchie. ow. shit, dude," i groaned as i fell off of my skateboard.

"are you okay?" jordan raised a brow.

i held up a thumbs up, though i continued to groan as i laid there. he let out a sigh, and he walked over to me. he held his hand out.

i placed my hand in his, and he helped me up. he dusted off my back. "with as much as you get hurt, you would think that you would stop skating," he kissed his teeth as he shook his head.

"it's fun though," my eyes widened a bit. "i don't even get hurt that badly anyways."

"you literally just fractured your arm a couple of months ago," he deadpanned.

"well, yeah, but... that wasn't—" i stopped, and i let out a small huff. "shut up. i like skating! i'm not quitting."

"i didn't say you should; i'm just surprised you haven't," he shrugged. "you might get seriously hurt one day."

i narrowed my eyes at him for a short moment. he rolled his eyes, and he ruffled my hair. my face scrunched up as he did, and i frowned a bit as he kept his hand on top of my head.

he flashed a smile. "stop frowning, tiny. i was just warning you," he ruffled my hair again, and i slumped my shoulders. "damn... i'm just now noticing how short you are; you haven't grown since you were, like, sixteen."

i narrowed my eyes again, and i hit his hand away. "i may be short, but i'll still beat your ass, bro."

he held up his hands in defense. "i honestly don't doubt that you can, especially since you started going to the gym. i was just messing with you," he laughed.

i flipped him off, which made him laugh again. i got back on my skateboard and started skating again.

"how's things with you and billie?" he quizzed as he watched me.

"things are good," i told him. "she's been over a lot this week. uh... before she leaves, she'll, like... kiss my cheek, and i really like that," i smiled shyly.

billie came over earlier this week, even though it was four in the morning. it didn't take me long to notice that something was wrong, so i had wasted no time in bringing her into a hug to try and comfort her. we went to sleep shortly after, and i made sure to hold her close throughout the night.

when we woke up, i cooked us some breakfast. i had dropped a plate, and it had shattered. i'm surprised she didn't say anything about it. i was too busy with trying to clean it up though, that i didn't even glance at her to see her reaction to it.

i had ended up cutting my hand and getting glass stuck in it. she got the glass out for me and wrapped my hand up.

she had then told me that she had a nightmare the night before and that's why she had come over. she didn't want to talk about the nightmare.