Vexed ➳ j.g (DISCONTINUED)

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someone asked where I get my pictures of Jack from that I put on the top/side; I just get them from Google and Tumblr lol.

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A week later

My sister is a dumb ass and decided to have a kick-back at our house tonight, since my parents won't be back for another two days. Which I'm really hoping they extend their "trip" and won't come back for a while. I couldn't stand them yelling at each other 24/7 again.

"Aye!" My sister hands me a red cup and I give her a strange look, asking her what's in it, "Coke with some vodka, your favorite."

"Thanks." I laugh and take a big drink.

"Where's Hunter?"

"No clue, I texted him about the party but he never replied." I shrug and she rolls her eyes.

"Oh well, Sammy and the Jacks are here."

"Where at?"

"The kitchen, follow me." She says and I trail behind her, into the kitchen.

"Hey, Sam!" I give him a side hug.

"What's up, Marina?" He smiles and drinks out of a bottle.

"Just chillin'." I say as I give Johnson a hug too. Gilinsky isn't in here.

"Where's your boy toy at?" Sam asks, referring to Hunter.

I chuckle, "Not here."

"Why?" Sammy scrunches his eyebrows together.

"He's probably asleep."

"Lame, he's missing out."

"I know! My party is fun." Tracy pouts.

"It's a kick back, Tracy." I remind her. "There's a difference."

"Whatever you want to call it," she rolls her eyes, "it's still fun and your boyfriend is missing out."

"I know."

"Well, I'm gonna go find Millie." Tracy begins to walk away, "Hopefully she isn't all over Jack when I find her." She mutters and I feel a ping of jealousy go through me.

Damn it, Marina, stop it.

"So," Johnson says after he takes a drink, "how long and you have Hunter been together?"

"Almost a year." I smile.

"Damn." He says and I remember when Gilinsky said the same thing. I nod and bring my cup to my lips, taking another drink.

"Have you guys fucked yet?" Sammy says and I spit the liquid back into the cup.

"Wha-"

"Woah, Sam." Johnson looks at him like he's crazy.

"What? It's just a question."

"That's a little personal, don't you think?" He awkwardly laughs.

"I-"

"No, it's fine." I wipe off my mouth and continue, "No, we haven't."

"Holy shit, are you serious? You've dated for almost a year and haven't-"

"Sam!" Johnson groans.

"Sorry, never mind."

"It's alright." I look down at my drink and instantly regret telling them. I didn't really think it was that big of a deal. Sure, a year is a long time, but it shouldn't matter how long you've been together; it only matters if you're ready or not - and I wasn't.