Chapter 5

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            The next morning I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock at 5:30am. I groan and put a pillow over my head to muffle the noise of the alarm. After ten minutes of listening to the stupid alarm I unplug it and get ready. After I take a shower and brush my teeth, I put on my dark blue skinny jeans and a pink long sleeved shirt with my brown boots. I pul

l my hair back into a messy bun and get my bag. I sit outside on the porch and wait for Peter. Honestly, im pretty pissed at him right now. I mean, if he were to pick me up when he said I wouldn’t have gotten jumped by crazy people. I wouldn’t have been able to meet Josh either, I think. I exuse the thought and  wait for Peter.

            He gets here shortly after Liz does.

“Shotgun!” She yells and runs to the passenger seat. Peter hands her a drink. He turns  around and hands me mine and says, “Hey”. I give him one of the those “im really pissed so don’t talk to me” smiles. He looks confused, but I know he got  the message.

             When we get to school, im the first one of the car because I won’t give Peter a chance to talk with me. He should be able to figure it out himself.

When I get to my locker I look at my face in the mirror. Liz tries to cover up the black eye mark as much as possible, but its still purple. I would only let her put so much of that crap on my face. The rest of my wounds are covered. I close my locker an head to first period.

After first period I head to the bathroom and try to fix myself up. I don’t know why I want to look nice for Josh; I mean I don’t have him till 6th period. But there is no point because of this stupid black eye. At least its not bulging or anything.  I leave the bathroom to head to my next class and bump into someone. I yell (not super loud) and jump back. I HATE HATE HATE being touched. I’ve been so scared of people sense Jess died. The only people who touch me are Liz and my mom. And that’s only because it took months on trying to get used to it again.

“Sorry! Im sorry,” I say. Ugh. It’s Peter. He puts his hand on my shoulder, I wince and he quikly moves his hand. He knows I hate being touched! I turn on my heel and start walking away from him.

“ Wait, Jay,” he says, jogging to catch up to me. I keep walking and he is till trying to catch up.

“I don’t even I just know what I did wrong,” Did hear that right? He doesn’t know what he did wrong.

I stop in my tracks and turn around to face Peter. He almost runs into me but catches himself and stumbles backward.

“You don’t know what you did wrong? Are you friking kidding me right now?,” I almost yell. He stares at me in confusion which gets me even angrier. I think about pulling up the sleeve of my shirt to reveal the giant bruise on my arm but I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into. The last thing I want to do is get him involved. I glare at him.

“What is up with you?” he says.

“You not answering my phone calls Peter! I needed to get out of there and you never answered!” I almost feel like I might cry.

“Where were you anyway?” I ask. Peter look at the ground.

“I was out.” Peter says.

“What do you mean you were out?”

“I mean I wasn’t near my phone last night so can you lay off?!,” he yells angrily. He is not  getting mad at me.

“No Peter, I can’t just lay off. I got ju- I was in trouble and you weren’t there so no I will not just lay off”

Peter finally shuts up! He looks confused and stares at me. “What?” I say.

“Is that-,” he was staring at my waist it must of lifted up. I pulled down my shirt to cover up the bruise. But it’s too late. Peter gently moves my hand away and lifts up my shirt enough to see the giant bruise. Crap. His eyes widened.

“Who did that to you,” he says.

“That’s none of your business” I say.

“Well I’d like to know who gave you a giant fucking Jay.”

“Well I’d like to know where you were last night.”

Peter scowls at me, “that’s none of your business”

“I’d like to know why you were too busy to help me Peter!” I am yelling now. Peter sighs and runs his hand through his black hair.

“We can talk about this later,” he says and walks away. I Scowl at him then turn around and Walk to my class. Which I am now late for.

I bet you thought Josh was gonna be in this chapter!!! Well while i was writing this chapter i thought "What is peter and Jay were together?" So im leaving it up to u guys! every chapter i write i want u to choose who Jay should be with. im working on the next chapter but kinda stuck IDEAS PEOPLE MESSAGE ME!

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