Therapy [✔]

Chapter Nine: Of Mice & Men Therapy...

POV from Jordyn

"OH MY GOD, WE MET ASKING FUCKING ALEXANDRIA!" roared Alyx as we climbed into the car. Both Axl and I rolled out eyes. 

"Calm down, Alyx. Please." I said, rubbing my temples. Axl looked sympathetically at me.

"Are you alright, Jordyn? I mean, I knew that Tom was an asshole. We just didn't think he would do something that stupid in the middle of school." Axl rubbed the back of his neck and pulled out of Ben's driveway. "I'm sorry. We're sorry." 

I shrugged and went into their CD collection. I lived about thirty-five to forty minutes away from here, and I wasn't about to talk about this subject again with the two who thought they were guilty. I pulled out The Flood by Of Mice And Men and turned the volume up. Alyx and Axl cheered as they heard the beginning of O.G. Loko. The CD was the Reissue so it had two parts, and I played the second part. Axl blared the CD as we screamed along. 

We got a lot of glares from others who were trying to enjoy their night, but we just stared at them back screaming along and Alyx and I sang the chorus with each other. 

"Meet, my dedication, inspiration, it may be smothering you, but you know what's the truth!" Alyx sang, gripping my hand. I stuck my tongue out and sang the repeat with him. The couple in the convertible Miata were now regretting putting the top down. Axl laughed like a hyena. We skipped through Ben Threw and listened to Still YDG'n. Axl winked at me and screamed along with Austin's parts. He was really good at screaming. I closed my eyes and listened to the songs when Shay was still in the band. I grinned to myself letting Shay and Austin's voice clash beautifully. Before I knew it, When You Can't Sleep At Night was playing and we were on my street. We must've skipped through some more songs then. 

I let tears fall down my face as I remembered the events of today. Shit. Ben saw my cuts. 

I sank my teeth into my lip and winced. You stupid girl. You stupid, stupid girl. Dammit. How can he love you now? You're broken. Stupid. Dumb. Selfish. Gross. 

I didn't know I was sobbing until Axl shut off the car and clambered into the back seat with me, Alyx doing the same. They both held me and rocked me back and forth as I cried my eyes out. 

"Are you okay?" Axl finally asked when all we heard was silence. I nodded slowly wiping my tears. Alyx smiled grimly at me. 

"Do you want us to pick you up tomorrow?" 

I gave a sharp nod and he smiled at me carefully. "Bye, Jordyn. Call us if you need to." 

I nodded carefully and slid out of the car. Shit. I forgot Dad had a client tonight. I glanced at my watch and saw it was seven thirty. I could still make dinner if I hurried. I looked at the car in the driveway and saw the familiar car of Alex Gaskarth. I rubbed at my face and hoped my makeup looked alright. I glanced at Alyx and he smiled. 

"You look beautiful darling. I promise. Now get in the kitchen!" 

I flipped him off and rolled my eyes a little bit. 

I opened the door and sighed as I heard voices from the living room. Since I wasn't home, my dad sometimes did the sessions in a less cramped room. The living room. 

I crept into the house and tried to sneak up stairs. 

"Jordyn? Is that you?" 

I whimpered carefully and walked down a little bit. I came in view of my Dad and Alex. Someone else was with him. I squinted a little bit and saw Jack Barakat. I smiled to myself. Of course they were here together. Sometimes they used this as couples therapy, except they weren't couples, just really close friends. That's why their friendship is so shaky...because of fucking Jalex Barakarth. He's not the only one, however. Frerard, Austlan, Fuenciando, Perrentes, Brusnop...I shivered involuntarily. 

"Hey, Dad." 

Jack smiled at me and waved. "JORDY!" 

I chuckled. "Hey, Jacky. I've missed you," 

"Me too." He said, standing. He scooped me in a hug. He's one of the guys who I've actually became a good friend with. He's super sweet, don't get me wrong. He's just not what I look for in a man. Ben is what I look for. Jack smiled and sat back down.

"Jordyn, where were you?" My dad said, looking over his thin framed glasses at me. "I thought you were coming home with Axl...or Alyx...or..." He scrunched his nose up and looked a little confused. "One of the boys..." 

I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest. 

"I ah...Something happened at school. Ben picked me up." 

My dad looked disappointed but he didn't say anything else. 

"What happened at school?" Alex asked, smiling gently at me. He was kind of my friend. Jack just made the first move so I was closer to Jack. 

"Nothing important." I whispered, my eyes watering again. Everything important.

"What do you mean?" Jack asked, his hands going together, clasping in front of him. 

"Nothing happened." Everything happened.

"Why did Ben pick you up?" my dad muttered, playing with his pen. 

"He was anxious for our date." I murmured. I was about to be raped. 

"Are you okay?" 

"Yeah." No.

"Want to cook dinner for us?" 

"I already ate, but I can cook you guys some chicken linguine." I offered, glad the subject was now on food. 

"Great. Thank you, Jordyn." said my Dad. Then he looked at the two in front of him. "Do you think if you played down your bromance in public then they would stop thinking you were dating?" 

"Why should we change our friendship?" Alex argued. "I mean, the fans should know that we're not gay!" 

"Maybe you shouldn't kiss on stage." My dad suggested. This brought up more protests. I rolled my eyes. I walked into my room and collapsed on the bed. I was still wrapped in Ben's clothing. I loved it. I felt like he was hugging me. Damn. I really needed a hug. I shoved bracelets on my wrists and then shoved his hoodie back on me. 

"Bathroom." was all I heard Jack say. Soon there was a knock on my door. "Jordyn? May I come in?" 

I pulled up the hood and sat on the corner of my bed. "Yeah." 

I saw some black spiky hair come into view and then came the face of Jack Barakat. I smiled at him and he gave me a weak smile in return. 

"What's up?" 

"I could ask you the same." Jack replied, sitting next to me on the bed. "Ben..." 

"Bruce." 

"Ah." Jack winked at me. "He's kinda cute." I scoffed at him. 

"Kitty-Kat, if I didn't know you, I'd think you were gay." 

Jack wriggled his eyebrows at me and I shoved my pillow into his face. He grinned and then his hand closed on my wrist. It was light, but it caught my attention. 

"Promise me, you won't hurt yourself." Jack said seriously, staring into my eyes. I felt sick. 

"Jack-" 

"C'mon, 'Sally'." he groaned. "For me? Mr. Skellington?" 

"You're far from Skellington." I kissed him on the cheek. "

"That's so unfair." He grunted. I sat up and pulled my hand from his. 

"Whatever. Let's go eat yeah?" Jack sighed and nodded. I smiled grimly. 

I never promised.