Torn in Two ❉ j.j

Ch8 // Bad Dreams[2]

I love this chapter!!
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-Jack POV-

"Well my mom sent me a message to say she's home so I should get going." Jesy sighed.

"I'll take you home." I offered, wanting to make sure she's safe.

"I'll say bye to Bri quickly." Jesy said and raced upstairs to my sisters room. I got into the car and waited for her.

Seconds later she was out, and jumped into the car. Her face seemed more sad than before, I wondered what was up.

"What's wrong?" I asked as we drove on to Jesy's place.

"Nothing, I just don't want to be alone." Jesy shrugged. "It uh makes me think too much."

"Your moms gonna be home." I said.

"Exactly." Jesy shook her head and shrunk back into the seat.

I fell silent. I realized that Jesy couldn't stand being at home whether her mom was there or not. It was equivalent to being alone.

"We can turn right back around Jes, you don't have to." I tried to comfort her.

"I can't stay at your place forever Jack." Jesy laughed. "I have a home and besides I have to catch up on studying with this week we have off."

I sighed. "Yeah you're right."

The rest of the ride was quiet as Jesy fiddled with her fingers and kept her eyes down. My heart sunk for her, I wish I could have made her feel better somehow.

We finally parked outside her huge house. Jesy's mom was a business owner, they were stinking rich but she never made it a big deals. I loved that about her.

"Well thanks." Jesy sighed and reached for the door.

"Hey Jesy look." I reached for her hand before she got out. "You call me if you need anything, I mean anything okay? Just call me I'll be here in like 2 seconds."

Jesy chuckled. "Jack I'll be just fine okay?"

But I gave her a serious look. "Just call me okay?"

"I will." Jesy nodded and pecked me on the cheek. It was soft, quick but still left a burning sensation on my cheek. Then she got out.

I watched her walk in through the front door. Her crazy hair bouncing around as she went inside and shut the door. I could still smell her in the car, feel her lips on my cheek.

Goodness. Why am I so crazy about this girl?

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After dropping Jesy off, I went over to the hospital. I needed to see my best friend.

So far there was no good or bad news about Gilinsky and his health. I couldn't handle the thought of him not waking up from acoma. It seemed too unreal.

I was in his hospital room 15 minutes later and sitting next to his bed. There he lay still, haunting kind of still.

Everything came rushing back to me so quickly. Jesy and I. The way we kissed, how she held me, the way she tasted. The thoughts I had of her since Gilinsky's crash.

I felt sick with guilt and knowing I should stop this. What kind of a friend am I anyways? Hooking up with my beat friends - who is in acoma - girl. A backstabbing friend!

But I know I need Jesy so much now. Somehow she just filled every empty whole in my life. She gave me hope and happiness and the love I never experienced before.

I swallowed tears back.

"I miss you bro." I croaked. I was alone in here, a part of me thought Jack would respond.

"If you ever wake up - no I know you will. So when you wake up I'll probably come clean about how I'm so in love with your girl, I'll probably ignore her and you'll get back together." I ranted for a second.

"But is that what I want? Nah not really." I laughed. "I'm so selfish I know but...she's so beautiful G, i can't help how attracted I am to her."

I laughed bitterly. "Remember in ninth grade when I wanted her but she went for you? Nah you don't, nobody remembers that except for me."

I waited. Thinking he might reply then shook my head.

"I promise to look out for her until you're back." I said quietly.

I got up and walked out, a lump in my throat grew larger as I thought about this more. How much more could I possibly think about this? I felt like my brain might explode.

Gilinsky would hate me. But I had to go with what I felt.

And that was Jesy.

-Jesy POV-

I am standing in hallways at school. Except it was...different than my actual school. People are looking at me and whispering weirdly.

I frown. Now everyone in the halls form a circle around me, pointing and shaking their heads. My heart is pounding when someone steps forward and faces me.

"You're such a whôre Jesy!" Jack Gilinsky looks at me with pure disgust on his face.

"J-Jack?" I stutter.

"Yeah we all know you're hooking up with Johnson." Gilinsky shouts in my face. "My own best friend!"

The crowd whispers and murmurs in Union. Their judging eyes makes me feel alone.

"What's going on?" I step back as everyone advances on me slowly but menacingly.

"Maybe if you weren't such a slût who hooked up behind my back while I was half dying, you would understand." Gilinsky sneers.

The crowd closes in on me more and more, my back hits the locker painfully.

"You deserve to be dying instead of me, Jesy." Gilinsky adds. "Slûts deserve to - "

And then the crowd closes in on me so tight I suffocate under the mass of bodies. Just as I'm about to seize breathing, I'm transported to the middle of a cross-road.

I look around confused. It's pitch black around and not a car in sight, I feel scared though. Something's coming - fast, very fast.

Small dots of lights appear in the distance at all four sides of the cross-road, becoming bigger by the second. I then realize they are headlights, Jeep headlight.

They are heading straight for me at top speed. I try to run but my legs are glued to the ground so I stand hopelessly.

"Nooo!!!" I yell as the lights collide with my body, smashing me into pieces.

The driver is Jack Gilinsky.