Hell and Back - Jardougall

1 | It's Just A Drink

|Jenna's P.O.V|

It was a Friday night, and with my friends that's code for PARTY. This was going to be a massive party, booze, a bonfire, girls and loud music. My kind of night.

Once I got to the party I was immediately put on bonfire duty by my friends. Funny how the only girl of the friend group is the one who starts the fire. Maybe it was their attempt at keeping me out of trouble for awhile. Not going to happen.

The crowd started to roll in and I scoped out my game of the evening. I instantly lay my eyes on a blonde. A smirk finds its was to my lips, I'll have to find her later.

"Jenna, can you not come to one party without scamming on innocent girls?" Whakaio says.

"Where's the fun in that?" I laugh as I leave the room to go get some beer and find blondie.

After walking to the kitchen I find her struggling to reach the next bag of plastic cups in the cupboard. Perfect. I slide in behind her pushing my body against hers and reach my arm up and grab them. Making sure to be close enough to breathe hot air on her neck, I whisper, "Let me help you with that." She freezes in place as I put them in front of her, I've made her speechless. Bingo.

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|Tay's P.O.V|

No matter how much I didn't want to come to this party, I can't ever turn down Jordan's puppy face. My friends are assholes sometimes. I'm a, sit at home and watch Netflix kind of person but they insist on dragging me to these stupid parties.

As soon as we arrive I find my way to the bonfire outside. The less people I had to encounter, the better. I take a sip out of my water as my friend Alex sits beside me. Thankfully he knows everyone here, since I don't. We catch up for awhile and I have to admit he always manages to cheer me up.

Suddenly Mike runs out of the house naked, and everyone turns to look at him. He starts to run down the street.

"Mike what the hell are you doing?" I yell at him.

"Making fifty bucks, bitches!" He yells back as he continues running.

Knowing exactly who to blame, I look at Jordan sitting a couple of seats over. Once I throw him an evil look he giggles nervously and walks away.

As Alex and I continue talking, two girls come to join the bonfire. One is really short and has blonde hair. The one with her arm around her is taller and has medium length dark green hair. The girl with the green hair sits down on the chair and pulls the blonde into her lap. Just then, the blonde starts attacking her neck with kisses. Lovely. People are so hormonal when they're drinking.

"Who are they?" I ask Alex, pointing at the two girls.

"The one with the green hair is Jenna McDougall, and I've never seen the blonde before."

Probably her girlfriend. I internally sigh at my loneliness, everyone's here getting laid or about to and I'm just sipping on water over here like a potato.

I nod my head at his answer. My eyes flick up to look at her again. I would be completely lying if I said that I didn't find her incredibly attractive.

Just as I look over, I catch her staring at me with a thoughtful look. Me being shy, I look down to my lap and pull out my phone.

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|Jenna's P.O.V|

I don't know who this girl is across from me but I have two words to describe her, next victim.

The blonde girl in my lap is attractive, but not like her. There's something about her that I can't take my eyes off.

Once the party is over everyone clears out. That girl leaves and I take blondie home. When I bring her back to her house she invites me inside. The fun has only just begun tonight. I smash my lips onto her neck and push her up against the nearest wall with force. A small moan escapes her mouth, music to my ears. I pick her up and walk her into her bedroom, kicking the door closed behind us.

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I wait until she's fully asleep to make my escape. Once I slip out of her grip I grab my clothes and get dressed before leaving.

I got home and slept the day away. Party night number two, Saturday. I decided to make a trip to the bar tonight, take a break from the crowd.

Bars are the perfect place to catch someone who's drinking away their sorrows and willing to go home with you. A perfect place for someone like me. Someone who has sex with people and keeps them on the hook long enough until they want a relationship. Then breaks their heart.

There are a few rules to this lifestyle. Number one, don't make anything official. Stay single and stay happy, no commitment. Number two, remember that love doesn't exist, because it really doesn't. It's just some made up bullshit that Nicholas Sparks movies make girls swoon over. Number three, you can't stay a full night. Only couples do that. Number four, don't bring them to your house, you can't have crazy "in love" bitches knowing where you live. Finally, and most importantly number five, absolutely no kissing anything on the face, it links too much emotion. The first person I kissed was the last. Let's just say I fell head over heels and she ripped my heart out of my chest. Now I'm the one who does that. Twisted, I know.

I order up a beer from the bartender. I never drink too much because if I do I won't have a conscious mind to remember these rules, and if I forget then I'm in deep shit. Deeper than the fucking ocean, shit. I like to call it, relationshit. It is the deepest and worst kind of shit anyone can be in.

As I take a sip of my beer I notice a girl sitting across the bar from me. It's her. The girl that I couldn't stop looking at, from the party yesterday. She seemed to be alone so I walked over and sat down beside her.

"Hey! I remember you from the party yesterday. I don't believe we've properly met, I'm Jenna." I extend my hand.

She accepts, "You're right, we haven't. I'm Taylor, but call me Tay."

"Well Tay, how about I buy you a drink and then maybe we can talk for a bit. I mean it'd be nice to know one of the only other girls that comes to the parties." I say with an innocent smile trying to sound as non-threatening as possible. Besides, I have no clue what she knows and doesn't know about me and I don't want her to run away yet.

"No thanks, I don't really drink." She looks away from me. This is a first, no one turns me down.

"Come on Tay, it's just a drink."

She turns back to me and puts on a forced smile and shrugs, so I order her a drink.

Playing hard to get. Let's just see how long that lasts.

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Hey guys!

I had crazy inspiration to write this! I'll be writing both fictions simultaneously.

Let me know what you think of this one so far! Enjoy!

Love you guys.

/JARDOUGALL\

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