Reputation: Jolinsky

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"What happened last night." Jack tried moving away from the person whom he had slept with last night.

Jack fell backwards off the bed, but did not seem to care as he just wanted to get as far away from Carter's house as he could.

They let out a small giggle and Jack was even more scared and confused. He felt a pain in his head and groaned

'Hangover.' Jack thought to himself.

"You were great." The small voice whispered.

"Jack, stop talking to me," Jack started rising to his feet. "I'm never tutoring you again."

Jack Johnson smirked and got out of the bed too, but he was naked.

"You're gonna want to take that back." JJ smirked devilishly.

"Why?" Jack tried to sound confident but failed.

JJ walked slowly over to Jack and with every step he felt more afraid.

JJ leaned up on the balls of his feet and leaned in close to Jack's ear.

"I put cameras in here." JJ whispered almost inaudibly. Jack froze.

JJ walked away and started getting dressed again.

Jack immediately grabbed his clothes and ran out of the room in his boxers.

"Jack?" he heard someone yell from behind him as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

He turned around to see Andrea at the top of the stairs in her bra and underwear.

"Hey Andrea do you nee-" Jack stopped talking when he saw a tall boy exit the room directly behind Andrea. The boy was also only in boxers.

He wrapped his arms around Andrea from behind and stuck his head in the crook of her neck.

Jack's grip on his clothes tightened and you could easily see that Andrea felt awkward.

"Do i what Jack?" She asked.

"Nothing. You need nothing from me." He said in a sharp tone before turning around and quickly leaving through the front door.

Jack opens his car door when he feels a small hand grab his wrist.

"Andrea go away." He tries to climb into the car but the wrist wouldn't let him.

"Andrea! Go away!" He tells turning round to see JJ standing there, now fully clothed.

"Just stay away from me, alright." Jack yells and pulls out of JJ's grip.

He drives off before JJ can even utter a word.

Jack drove home, thinking about what had just happened. He pulled into his driveway and immediately noticed an extra car sitting next to his.

His parents were home.

Jack cursed and stepped outside. He slowly walked into his house and tried to make as little noise as possible.

"JACK!" a loud voice yelled. His father.

"Come take a seat!" His dad said, still yelling.

Jack sat across from him and his mother at the kitchen island.

"Where were you last night?" His mother asked, rather carelessly.

Jack was about to answer when she spoke again. "Out having sex with some girl off the street?" She laughed a bitter laugh.

Jack's muscles tensed. "No. I was at a party." He tried to stay cool, but was failing.

"Go to your room." She snapped. Jack was surprised, he hadn't thought he had done anything to provoke her. He sat still.

"I SAID GO TO YOUR ROOM!" She yelled standing up.

Jack scrambles off the kitchen stool and hurried upstairs.

"Ungrateful dick." He heard his mom whisper to his dad as he hid behind the wall mid-way up the stairs.

"What about that reformatory school you went to when you were younger?" Jack's breath hitched as she mentioned this.

Jack, not wanting to listen anymore crept noiselessly the rest of the way upstairs and to his room.

He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, he pulled it out to see that it was a text from Matt.

Matt: fields at 2.

Jack started to type a reply when he heard one of his parents stumble up the stairs. He immediately shoved his phone back into his pocket and sat at his desk as if he were studying.

His bedroom door flew open and his dad stomped in. He walked up to Jack and grabbed the neck of his shirt. He pulled the shirt towards him, Jack with it.

His dad raised his hand and curled it into a tight fist. He then smashed Jack's nose with his fist and let Jack fall to the floor.

"Ungrateful twat." He spat on Jack, who was groaning in pain, then walked out and slammed the door behind him.

Jack got up clutching his nose and walked into his bathroom. He waited for the blood to stop pouring out if his nose, he had stuffed loads of toilet roll up his nose.

"JACK WE'RE GOING BACK TO AFRICA TOMORROW!" His mom yelled upstairs to him.

Jack yelled a simple okay and immediately heard thumps of feet rushing up the stairs.

This time it was his mom who had burst in. She slapped Jack across the face and left a huge red mark.

"Answer me when I tell you things." She snarled.

"I did!" Jack defended himself. She slapped him again, on the same cheek.

"Don't talk back!" She yelled and marched out of Jack's room, slamming the door.

Jack moaned again and heard a soft tap at his window. He peeked his head out his bathroom and into his bedroom. There was Jack Johnson.

Jack rolled his eyes and opened the window as JJ began clambering inside the small window.

Jack sat down on his bed and sighed. Before Jack could realise, JJ had pounced on top of him and pushed him down on the bed.

"Baby, baby! are you alright?" JJ screeched, examining Jack's nose.

Jack clapped a hand over JJ's mouth and told him to shut up. Jack heard footsteps coming up the stairs, he panicked and threw JJ off him.

The door flew open just as Jack had thrown JJ into the bathroom.

"What's going on?" His dad yelled.

"Nothing." Jack answered.

"What's in there?" He hinted towards Jack's bathroom.

Jack didn't answer and his dad pushed past him. He threw open the door and his eyes widened at the scene in front of him.