Trigger warning: mentions of SA
Jordyn
I wake up to Jahseh asleep next to me.
I get up causing him to wake up.
"Where are you going?" He mumbles rubbing his eyes.
"I need to go home" I reply pulling on my sweats.
"Why?"
"Because I haven't been back and I need some more clothes and just to clear my head" I reply.
"Let me come with you" he says standing up.
"Bring a guy to my house for my mom to see? Definitely not Jah"
"We're just friends" he shrugs.
"Yea but she won't believe that" I say slipping on my slides.
"And if she's not there?" He questions.
"I'll message you and tell you to come over" I smile at him.
He pulls me against him for a hug and I hug back, pulling away shortly after.
"Make sure you message me" he mumbles and I nod.
"I will"
I leave his room and walk down the hall past Addison's room.
It's crazy how I can barely stand her at the moment.
I walk down the stairs and out through the front door towards my house.
I pull my keys out of my pocket and unlock the door walking in seeing that nobody was home.
"Hello is anybody home?" I call out and get no reply so I message Jahseh to come over.
It felt weird being back home and made me feel kinda tense.
I walk up to my room and kick off my shoes as I enter the door.
The anxiety setting in that I was about to have a guy in my room for the first time.
My room is very personal to me, I draw or write what's on my mind then stick it on my walls.
I'm sure Jahseh won't judge or anything...hopefully.
Jahseh
I look at the message Jordyn sent me.
Jordyn🥀: you can come over, the door is unlocked and my room is in the same place as yours
Sent at 4:45I pick up two pre-rollled blunts and make my way out of the house.
I walk across the street towards Jordyn's house and through the front door.
Her house was the same exact layout as Gabi's house.
I walk up the stairs and into her room.
Wow.
"Ignore the walls" she mumbles but I don't listen.
Her walls were covered with drawings and poems.
"You did all these?" I ask looking towards her and she nods lightly.
I continue looking at the drawings until I come across one of a woman's body.
"This supposed to be you?" I ask and she just shrugs.
"I didn't know you was this good at drawing, why didn't you tell me?" I ask.
"Because you never asked" she replies watching me admire the drawings.
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Dysfunctional ~ xxxtentacion
Fanficdysfunctional • adjective not operating normally or properly unable to deal adequately with normal social relations.