!Trigger Warning!
Jess POV;
When we got back to the hotel, I went straight to the room, grabbing my rucksack and locking the bathroom door, tears brewing in my eyes. I unzipped the bag, pulling out the small, sharp metal object, placing it lightly on my skin, I started slashing the skin, counting as I did so.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
I swapped wrists.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
I took a deep breath, standing for a minute before turning on the cold tap and putting my wrists underneath, the sink started to become red and blood stained from the red liquid that was leaking from my slashed wrist. I put the tiny blade back into the front pocket of my rucksack and left the bathroom, making sure the sink was clean. I got my trxye jumper out my suitcase and pull it over my head, pulling the sleeves down and covering my red wrists. I held the sleeves in my hands so that they didn't ride up my arms and reveal my scars.
I felt my phone buzz, I panicked, telling myself that I shouldn't read the message but I looked anyway.
Unknown: You're pathetic, you know that right.
I felt tears sting my eyes, I decide that laying on my bed might help but as soon as I lay down, I have a flashback to the night of the party.
I feel woozy, I feel exhausted, Jack takes me upstairs and lays me on the bed, I try to scream but nothing comes out my open mouth, panic starts to cross through my body, everything is still blurry but Jack is doing something, I try to look but I black out and I can't see anything other than darkness...
I shoot up, breathing heavily, my whloe body shaking, I wanted to beg my panic attack to go away but I wouldn't go like that, I needed Patrick or at least Joe. My phone buzzes and my heard rate gets even faster, slowing a bit when I see its only Pete texting me.
Pete: hey :) Meagan has arrived, come say hi, we are in the lobby :)
I smile a weak smile and force myself off the bed, my legs still shaking from the flashback I just had, I head out the room and down the stairs, entering the lobby, I still can't get those stupid messages out of my head.
I scan the lobby and catch sight of Pete and Meagan, I walk over, pasting a smile on my face to hide the fact the my heart is still beating fast and I'm still have a mini panic attack over the flashback.
'Hey.' I say to Pete and Meagan.
'Hi!' Grins Meagan, 'you must be Jess.'
'Yep, nice to meet you Meagan.' I smile. Meagan smiles back but its soon faded, I frown.
'Whats the matter? Is it me?' I ask, starting to become paranoid.
'No its not you, its her.' Scowls Meagan, staring at the stairs, I turn to see who it is she's looking at. Elisa. I laugh.
'Same, I only met Elisa this morning and she was really bitchey to me.' I say.
'I'll explain what she did, can we go up to your room please?' I nod, walking towards the elevator with Meagan trailing behind.
When we get to the room, we lock the door in case Elisa gets in and catches us talking about her, we set ourselves on the sofa and start the conversation.
'What did she do to you?' I ask, interested in how she made Meagan hate her.
'Well, this was before I was dating Pete,' she starts. 'We were good friends, me and Pete. When I was having a laugh with Patrick, she kept shooting nasty glares at me, I didn't know why so I ignored it, when I was lying in bed the same night, I got text from her, telling me to stay away from Patrick, I had no intention in dating Patrick and no intention in breaking them up but she didn't get it and carried on being a bitch.' Says Meagan.
'She was the same with me, she did it this morning over breakfast because I was sat next to Patrick, I then got a nasty message from her telling me to stay away.' I tell Meagan just as there was a knock on the door. I go over and answer it, it's funny because it was actually Elisa, I let hgiggles.nd look at Meagan, pulling a face behind Elisa's back, making Meagan have to go hold in a stifle of giggles.
'I've only came go get something for Patrick.' Elisa sneers, grabbing a cardigain from Patrick's suitcase and leaving, closing the door behind her. When she's gone, we both burst out into fits of laughter and end up on the floor in histerics.
YAY! NEW CHAPTER.
Also, little disclaimer, I really like Elisa, shes amazing and petty and Patrick is lucky to have her, I'm happy for them both but in this book shes a bitch so that the story will work :)
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أدب الهواة!Trigger Warning! Jess Trohman, Joe Trohman's younger sister, Joe's in a famous band, Fall Out Boy, you'd think her life was perfect, right? Behind that smile, behind those eyes, lays a secret that not even her caring and close brother knows ©2015 b...
