Black Lether Jacket

Chapter Five: Poetic

3rd Persons pov

The clock showed the time. 4:36 and no sign of Keira, she hadnt came back nor called or messaged.  Max told me she was supossed to come back at 3 and that she always wakes her up to let her know shes back. But it was past three long now, Keira wasnt home and Maxine was sleeping letting Jessica sink in her worry. She was debating on if she should listen to her instinct and go get Keira, or stay here and cause no trouble. What if everything was ok and she was overreacting? Keira was propably on her way and was gonna enter the house an moment now. Jessica had her location on Snapchat and she could see that she was still at the club. Jessica was not only worrying but also feeling guilty. Was it her fault tha Keira acted that way? They were getting along this past few weeks but Keira caught her talking shit about her to her friends. "Why did I do that? Im such an asshole!" Jessica thought. "Thats it, I cant risk anything happening to her because of me." She grabbed her keys and her jacket and drived off to the club. 

Location: Drunken Monkey

I parked outside and called Keira. She didnt answer. I ckecked her location she was still at the club. I called her again but it still was dialating. I was about to hang up when "Yes?" a low raspy voice was heard. "Keira is that you?" "Yeah whose this?" "Jessica. Where are you?" "Ha, well what do you care?" she gigled, she was obviously not sober. "Keira I said where are you" I asked her, I lowered my voice so it was more intimidating hoping that she could tell me. "Uh, at the back of the club. Next to some..dumbsters I think?" "Stay there"I closed the phone and got out of the car. When I finally got to the back of the club, I saw a litle Keira sitting on the pavement like an embryo, with a cigarette in her right hand. "What are you doing here?" I asked her standing in front of her. 

Keira

"Why do you care? I am annoying and weird. Why would you care where I was or if something happened to me?" I was looking  up at her, tears forming in my eyes.  "Keira I-" "No you dont say anything. I talk now" I took a last drag from my cigarette and flicked it out on the street. I got up a bit tipsy by the drugs running in my veins. "I didnt like you when we firts met.  I think it was clear. And I think neither did you. But by the time we started to hang out, to talk, we even smoked together on my balcony!! Do you know how prescious this moment is for me?! I only do it with my bestfriend, and I had the mind to do it with you too! But do you know what you are? You are just as twofaced and bad as everybody around. Everyone cares about themselves and they dont care if what they do or tell affects other people. This is our world? This is where were living and creating our lives? Sometimes scuicide feels right only because of this thoughts. Only because of the fact that people you LIVE with and share your everyday life and your thoughts with, talk shit about you, behind your back when your LITERALY on the other room. And you know what? Maybe faith does exist and she certainly doesnt want the two of us getting along because if I hadnt come out of my room I wouldnt have heard you and everybody would be happy now. And you would just continue your little act by being my "friend"  but talking shit about me. But do you know whats the worst about this all? I didnt came out of my room because I heard noises. That was the occasion but not the cause. I came out because I was craving your company. I had spent hours by myslef and the only comforting person in the nearest place I could think of was you. The girl of the opposite room, thats been on my mind for a long now and I dont even know why." I felt the hot streams of tears run down my face, my chest was going up and down and before was a stunned Jessica who was looking at me with wide eyes.  

3rd persons pov

Tiny drops had started to fall from the sky. The late night summer breez was making them fall onto the two girls glistering on their hair and skin. They were silent for a while. Jessica didnt know what to say. She was feeling guilty and hurt. Most by her own actions that led the girl before her react as she did. Although, she was stunned by Keiras words. By how in some sentences she expressed her feeling about many things so flawlessly and perfect that made Jessica feel diferent for her. She felt attracted to the girl but she couldnt explain how. Was it romantically? Was it as a human? She did know that she loved listeningto  Keira talk about her theories for the world and the people but that speech of hers shook Jessica. The topics she talked about, and how she felt for her.

"You should be a poet" Jessica confessed to Keira with a low rasoy voice. 

"Huh, well I do wright but-" "No" she interupted her. "You are a poet. You dont just wright or tell. Your words are poetry, even your exsistance is poetic. You dont cry, you bleed words, words so meeningfull and deep that touch every inch of my human body and soul. Keira, you make me feel things. Things I havent even determined what they are. Youve been on my mind too. Constantly. You think I dint care for you? Then why am I here? Why do you think I was arguing with your mother some hours ago about her letting you go out so reckless and without propper supervision? Im not crazy, Im worried. Because I care about you." 

Now it was Keiras turn to be stuned. She really believed that Jessica was just fooling her. But it seemed she did care and feel as Keira did. She walked towards Jessica, the tall girl towering her. "Then why did you talk about me like that to your friends?"

"Maybe because I didnt want to admit that I liked you. I like you as a person, I enjoy being around you. But I was afraid that my friends would judge me and ask me questions." 

"Well, you could have just told them that were hangin out and that were becoming friends or something." 

"I could but- I dont feel you as only a friend of mine"

"What do you mean?"

Their faces were close and their breaths sychronised. Their lips were inches apart when all of a sudden a phone went off. "Its me" Keira said. She picked up the phone and talked. After a while she hang up. "Its my mother. She asked if everythings ok and to go back." "Uhm yeah sure they must be sick worried" "Yeah" 

They hopped in Jessicas car and headed home.

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