Jay and I glide along the dance floor for what seems like hours. I can't believe how he is just used to this. I am amazed at this entire ball going on. Everyone dances for quite a while until dinner is ready. We sit at several long dinner tables. Of course, I get stuck sitting across from that bitch who has a terrible sense of style I might add. Dinner is served, and I am upset at the food. Nothing is vegan except for the salad. I put everything on Jay's plate besides the salad.
"James, I thought you liked girls who could eat," she snaps.
"Jessie is vegan. She is doing it because she actually has a heart unlike you," Jay says.
"Well then why are you not a vegan?" she asks.
"I don't have a heart. That's probably why I dated you," Jay argues. Holy shit that one was good. We eat dinner while mostly paying attention to Elle. I tell Jay that I am going up to the bathroom, and I give him a peck on the lips. That girl follows me. After we get into the bathroom, I get nervous.
"Hey, let's just forget about this. I am sorry I snapped at you like that," I say.
"You bitch. You steal Jay from me, and then he gets you pregnant. He never even laid me once, and now you guys... you guys must do it every night," she yells.
"We love each other. You just haven't found your one, yet, but you will," I assure her.
" I do not care. I love Jay, and I will do everything in my power to get him back," she snaps.
"Okay, that's fine," I say. " But he does not like you. He loves me. I don't know how old you are, but I am not going to play the high school games with you."
I go to the bathroom and walk back to Jay who is dancing with his mother. I pull out my phone and take a picture of them. His mom let's go of him, and I grab hold of his hands. We dance and dance for hours.
At the end of the night, around midnight, the hostess comes on over the microphone, and she asks that everyone dances with someone that they have not with. Of course, I grab Elle and dance with her. I was expecting Jay to dance with one of his aunts or cousins, but of course, that little bitch comes to dance with him. Elle and I whirl around the dance floor, but I lose sight of Jay. Finally, when he comes back into my view, I see her nibble on his ear, kiss him on the cheek, ect. Finally, at the end of the song, she kisses him. He keeps his lips locked, and pushes her away.
"What the hell was that?" he yells. I run over and grab his hands.
"Honey, that's not how you do it," I snap at her. Jay twirls me around and kisses me. We dance to the last song, The Christmas Song.
"Finally, they play some Christmas music," I whisper into Jay's ear. I rest my head on his shoulder because I know this will be the only rest he is letting me get tonight... After the music is over, everyone heads back to their luxury cars and limos. Elle lets me know that this is her best friend's house, and we are staying because we have such a long drive home. Of course I want to go upstairs and do things with Jay... But Elle really wants me to meet her friend. Jay and I walk over to the room with the couch, and we almost get lost. On the couch, Elle and another lady sit. I join them along with Jay.
"Hello, Jessie I have heard so much about you. My name is Candy," she says.
"Hello Candy. Thank you for the wonderful Christmas party. It was delightful," I reply.
"Well, how far along are you?"she asks. Jay squeezes my hand knowing that I might cry.
"Twenty-four weeks," Jay responds.
"Well I got you guys a little present. Elle told me that you guys are expecting a few weeks ago, so I got you something," she hands me a present wrapped up in pretty shimmery pink wrapping paper. I open it and pull out a long lace dress for the baby.
"Thank you so much," I choke out.
"Well, I am sorry if my daughter, Heather, bothered you two tonight. She can be quite a... a... little brat," Candy laughs. She asks us all kinds of questions about the pregnancy, school, and how we met.
"I am really getting tired," Elle says. We all get up to leave, but everyone goes in separate directions. The house is so big that each of us get an entire floor. Jay and I walk up the grand staircases to the third floor. I run up while he chases me. Once I reach the room that I want, I turn around. Surprisingly, he is right behind me. I turn around, and he is right there. He takes a step forward and pushes me against the wall. After that, she puts his hands on my face and kisses me. His warm hands make my face tingle as well as other parts of my body. He kisses me, hard. I kiss back, but then I bight his lip.
"You got me," he says.
"I know," I laugh. I wrap my arms around his neck. He lifts me up and rest most of my weight on the wall.
"What am I going to do with you?" he asks.
"I have some things on mind," I whisper. I reach for the knob on the door behind me, twist it, and walk in. Jay closes the door behind me, and I walk over to the bed as sexy as possible. I sit down and take my shoe of.
"Let me do that," he whispers while climbing on the the bed. He unbuckles the buckle around my ankle and kisses my leg all the way up. He sits on his hands and knees, and I put shoe up on his face again.
"Are you going to do this again?" he asks.
"No, but I should," I laugh.
"Why?" he demands. I love it when he gets flustered like this.
"Because when I get you angry, you make better love to me," I whisper. He takes my shoe off and throws in behind him making it hit the door. I grab his bow tie and pull him toward me. Slowly, I unbutton his shirt and pull his bow tie of while throwing them on the floor. Jay kisses me over and over again. I put my hands on his chest and follow the lines of his muscles. I kiss Jay. Eventually, he gets tired of the kissing and tickling and unzips my dress. The silk dress gently flows off my body onto the bed. I reach up and put my hand on the back of Jay's neck. Then, I pull him down to my chest.
"Do you know how gorgeous you are?"
"I love you Jay..."
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Don't Judge: A Teen Pregnancy
Chick-LitI may be fourteen, but it's still not right to judge me.Did you ever wonder why I might be like this? Why I am different? Well... Maybe you should read this. You might understand.