𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, jack gilinsky ✓

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Jack ;

   Fuck Madison. Fuck Isobel. Then I thought about what I was saying. I remembered what I shouted to Isobel before she left with Johnson.

FLASHBACK

   I was leaning against the outside of the club. Isobel and Jack were walking on the opposite side. She was smiling, not too proudly, but happily.

   Then she saw me. Her face faded, and she quickly got into Jack's car. I walked fast to reach her, and I rested my elbows on her window.

   "Isobel," I spoke, "did you see-"

   "I saw," she said, without looking at me, "We're through."

   "Where are you going, huh?" I demanded.

   "None of your business."

   Hearing those words stung, and it brought out a hidden anger to me. I thought about Madison and how she asked me if I got another girl.

   I wondered if Isobel was a hoe. Did she go out with guys behind my back?

   "Hoe," I shouted, and Jacks car sped off.

  I bet they were off to our apartment to do the dirty. Get the sheets all rallied up for me to see, then maybe I'd get jealous. A for creativity, but I never thought my life would come tumbling down in an instant.

   I silently cursed to myself for bringing this misery on me.

PRESENT

   I was still outside, sitting back on the curb, watching the day go by slowly. Cars came now and then, and people drifted out of the clubs one by one. More came around 10:00, and I was surprised I was still here.

   "I bet everyone hates you now," said someone in a baby voice.

   I turned to Madison, the only girl that probably does care. She sat down next to me, and sighed. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to get with Madison again.

   My followers were being hateful, because someone took a picture of my cheating scene; now it's blowing on Twitter. Fans are swearing me out for cheating on Isobel when she's the one who pieced me back together.

   "Now we're both hated people," she commented.

   "Yeah, because you're a hoe, which made me a cheater."

   "You're still a cheater," she replied, "we're both guilty."

   I nodded, but then shrugged. It was really Madison who started it all. I shouldn't have dated her in the first place though, who knew she would be the one to make my life the way it is now.

   "Nobody wants you but me," she said, "you should take what you can get."

   I thought about it. My life was already screwed up, who cared if I hooked up with Madison. I was probably single now, Isobel wouldn't need me. Now that she has Jack the Saint.

   Everybody loves Jack, he raps, he's good looking. So am I, but everybody looks at me like I'm a fuckboy. Like I have an open relationship, because apparently I can't stick with one girl. People don't know me at all.

   I stood up, and pulled Madison's hand up as well. We walked to her place, not too far. There was a Motel 8, but who wants to hook up in a funky smelling hotel room.

   She locked her door, and she immediately pinned me to the wall. She tugged my shirt off, and then smashed her lips onto mine. She tasted like strawberries and lotion.

   Isobel had told me I smelled like cinnamon, and pine cones. The straight up nature smell really hit it off for a lot of girls. Madison might've told me it was attractive as well when we were dating.

   She led me to her bedroom, and nearly tackled me on the bed. I wondered what I was really doing there, but I couldn't find a real reason I shouldn't be here. Who will even care what happens between us?

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published: july 4, 2015 - 9:48pm
edited: june 9, 2016 - 2:00pm
edited again: june 13, 2017 - 10:12pm

I've been updating chapters but I just leave them as drafts because I feel like I'm updating too much.

Also I mostly update at night or in the afternoon. I'll try for those morning people to update earlier so yaiii !!

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