Shit shit shit! Was the only thought replaying in my head. I had no way to sneak back in. But how did it get locked anyway? They know. Well might as well take what's coming now I guess. I climbed back down and walked through the front door. I was greeted ever so unpleasantly by Poppi. I tried to keep walking but she grabbed my wrist. I tried to pull away but her grip was too tight. "What?" I signed expressionless. "Where the hell were you?" She signed looking annoyed. "Like you care anyway." My armor was cracking, I needed this conversation to end. "Actually I do while you were missing the house got really messy, and you couldn't have expected us to clean it could you?" She gave me a snarky look. "I know because God forbid you got off your ass and did something for once!" I signed glaring at her. Not my best choice of words. She punched me in the face, knocking me down, then kicking me. "You should be the last one in this house to talk any shit since your the reason mom and dad-" she couldn't finish it I didn't bother to see what else she had to say.
Once I was in my room I flopped my bed, tears streaming down my face. She's right it's your fault. My hand itched, my body screamed and my heart was trying to be reasonable. My brain was looking for another way, something other than what my hand itched for. My armor's been breaking to fast. My body, my armor, didn't want more cracks to show. Maybe I just needed someone to talk to, my mind reasoned with me. That's it if I just had someone to talk to. Someone who actually understood, but didn't already know the situation. But that person didn't seem to be out there.
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Side note:
The rest of this chapter is going to be from jacks point of view. However, his point of view will be starting from the beginning.
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(Jack)
"Come on, the Smith's invited us over." My younger brother Dan called over to me. "The Smith's? Like every name with an A, Smiths?" I sent him a questioning look. "Do we know any other Smiths that has 3 daughters? 2 of the 3 being popular and hot, like us?" He said in a 'duh' voice. True they were the only Smith's we knew. But ever since we were little I only thought one of them was really cute. And it wasn't Apolina or Ava. It was the middle child the one who was my age. She wasn't popular she was... Normal, smart, athletic, gorgeously. Although I haven't seen her in forever and we were never really close so things won't work out to well there.
Last I saw her was a few weeks before I moved, man that was like 4 or 5 years ago. "Dude lets go, snap out of it. I know Poppi is hot and all but she won't be there sister there, it'll be that other man. Sorry to kill you vibes, now let's go." I nodded and grabbed my keys. She was going to be there.
After what seemed like the longest drive ever, even though it was only five minutes, we finally pulled into there drive way. We rang the door bell and were quickly greeted by Ava. She was dressed in close her oldest sister Apolina well 'Poppi' should be be wearing. She ushered us in and she immediately starting flirting with Dan. I was standing there bored when I saw her out of the corner of my eye. The long red hair, it appeared to be straightened. In an outfit out of her comfort zone but still looked great on her. My heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned to hide behind the wall so we couldn't see her. Almost like she was nervous. But she wouldn't be she's never cared about stuff like this anyway.
Ava pulled her phone out, after a few minutes someone answered. Her hands flying frantically and her foot stomping. I was confused but didn't question it. Eventually the girl I have been waiting for came down. My heart skipped a couple beats. I fought the urge to gasp for air.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hey fam!! Okay so this chapter is ALOT longer then the others. I was going to wait for Jacks POV till next chapter but that would've made this one short. So I'm going to continue Jack's POV into the next chapter
-update:
I'm almost done with the next chapter I will try to have it up by the end of the day today or sometime tomorrow-
See ya in a swipe 😉
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