Bad Boy Gilinsky

Chapter 3

Once we walked in the house the smell of beer and smoke was over whelming. As we walked through big crowds I saw Jack start to glance over at me. "What's he doing here?" I ask. "Oh Jack? He lives here," Harper says with a laugh. "He's the one who always starts the party's here in Omaha," Max stated. "Of course," I sigh. "Well let's drink!" Harper cheers. After two drinks I was done but Harper made sure I had a glass full of vodka. In the corner of my eye I saw Sam and this mysterious blonde girl make out. "What the f*** Sam!" I yell. "Lily ummm what can I say?" Sam says with a cocky attitude. "Is this all a joke to you?" I yell. "Now that you say so maybe it is Lily!" he yells back. "I thought about giving you a second chance but I'm done! You could care less about me. F*** you Sam!" I yell storming out the door. "Lily wait!" Someone yells behind. I run outside holding back the tears. Instead of it being Harper or Max running after me it was Jack. "What do you want?" I say very loudly. "Lily you seem stressed. Maybe I could take the stress away babe," Jack says with his usual smirk. "Like that will even help. But nice try buddy," I say with a wink. "Well if I can't maybe my little friend will," he says holding up a pipe. "Don't mind if do then Mr. Gilinsky," I say following him upstairs. "It would be my pleasure," Jack said running is hair through his fingers.