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I'm gonna be stuck in the hospital for three day, THREE FUCKING DAYS! What am I gonna do for three days? What am I gonna do about Jack and Romeo? What am I gonna do about Carson? He said he was gonna send me to therapy. It's not even my fault! I was sleep... Cutting. I'm so scared. What's gonna happen? *knock knock* my thoughts are interrupted. "Hey babe, how are ya doing?" Jack walks in with sunglasses on. I look at him and just start laughing my ass off. He puts his hands over his ears because I'm laughing pretty loud. I hear the door open again. "What's going in in here?" I stop laughing for a second to see who just walked in. When I see its Romeo I start laughing again. "This little dumbass is hung over." I say still laughing. I'm laughing so hard I almost fall off the bed. Romeo rushed over just in case I almost fall again. "Hey, no need to be mean to your boyfriend." Jack said. I just sit there and look at him. Romeo slid me over a little so he could sit next to me. His hand on my waist. My heart skips a beat, then another. I start breathing hard. Romeo grabs my hand and whispers "Just calm down. I know you don't like that word but, he doesn't. Do you want me to talk to him?" I can feel his breath on my neck. I shake my had. I can do it myself. "Umm... Romeo will you give me and Jack a minute?" I say letting go of his hand. He looks at Jack then at me. "Yea sure." He kissed me on the forehead and then walks out. Jack watches him as he walks out of the room. Then looks at me with a puzzled look on his face. "What was that all about?" He asks as he walks over. I shake my head. He sits next to me in Romeos spot. He slides his arm around my waist. "What's wrong?" I grab his other hand with mine. I look at the blanket then at him. I smile the most realistic smile I've ever smiled(that was fake) and look him square in the eyes. "Nothing. Not a single thing. My life is perfect right now." Biggest lie ever. He leans down and kisses my cheek. Then he moves his lips to my ear. "I know that's a lie. I'm sober now, I can tell when you lie." I bite my lower lip. He keeps his eyes on me but I can't look him in his. "That's one of your tells. Right after you lie you chew on your lower lip." I stop and swallow hard. "It is not. It's just a habit. I don't only do it when I lie. I do it all to time. Plus I'm not lying, so whatever." Second biggest lie. He smirks. "It's cute how you think I wouldn't know your tells but I pay attention. Another is saying 'so whatever' after a sentence." I look him in the eye. "I don't have a fucking tell. Everything is perfect, and I always chew my lip, so... Yea." Third biggest lie. He still smirking. He kisses me on the cheek and whispers "Ok baby, whatever you say." I shove him away a little bit. I don't have tells, and even if I did he wouldn't know them. I mean I've lied to him for years. What a douche. "Well it seems like I made you upset know. I'm sorry babe. I take it all back." I just scoot away from him and grab my phone and start texting. "Oh come on baby. Please don't be like this. I didn't mean to ma-" I cut him off with a kiss. He is surprised at first but after a couple seconds he gets into it. I try to get up onto his lap but I hit my wrist on a pole that's next to the bed. I screech in pain and cling to my wrist for dear life. I start shaking. This is the most physical pain I've ever felt. When I was asleep I must of wanted to die really bad. Jack grabs my wrist and kisses it. I put my hands to his face, still shaking, and pull him in for a kiss. But I only pulled him 90% of the way. He needs to come the other 10%. He smirks as if he read my mind and comes the other 10%. Our lips move in sink. After a little bit of that I lick his bottom lip because its totally clear he won't make the first move. Remember, if things are going to slow girls can make to first move too. It's not weird or wrong, for Pete sake it's the 21 century. He lets me in and my tung finds its way to his. At first it's like our tungs are wrestling, but after a little bit it's like... I don't even know what it's like but it's amazing. He moves down a little and bites my lip. Then he starts kissing my neck. "Looks like I'm not to only one who bites my lip." Jack starts laughing as he starts kissing back up my neck. "Awww how cute!" We both stop what we're doing. Jack turns to see who it is, but I already know. It's Daisy and Carson. Because Daisy was the one who said it and I know she won't come here without him. "Hey Daisy and Car-" Im cut off by the site of Carson having to be held back by Ben and Romeo. "If I was you bro I would fucking run..." Ben looks at Carson then back at Jack "and don't fuckin stop." I squeeze Jacks hand then I try to stand up but I hit my wrist again. I start shaking again trying to hold in my pain like a strong girl. But I start tearing up. I feel Jack slip his hands around my waist. He pulls me back onto the bed next to him. I start to feel warm tears rolling down my cheeks. I cuddle up to Jack. He takes my wrist and kisses it again. Then he holds me close. He starts stroking my hair. "It's ok, let it all out. Ive got ya. You don't need to be strong for me. Not anymore." The tears start rushing from my eyes. I can taste the salty tears in my mouth. I also feel Jack kiss my forehead. "I think I have some bad news." The doctor says as he walks in.
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Teen FictionPorsche Barkenser is 15 years old. She's a topical teenage girl. Well no she's not. Her life is one big lie. No one knows her secret but her best friend Romeo. But what happens when her secret comes out and her life is flipped upside down. How is sh...