Jack drove me home. The whole ride was an awkward silence. He tried talking to me, and comforting me, but I didn't want to be anywhere near him. Let alone any other guys.
"You're sure you don't want me to stay?" he asks as I get out of the car.
"I'm sure," I shut the car door and he watches me walk up to my house.
I disappear inside, and watch him leave from the window.
I wasn't meaning to be rude to him. He helped me, and tried to be there for me, but I didn't want to be touched. I wanted to be left alone.
***
We really need to take you to the hospital.
***
Jack tried talking me into going while we were in the car, but I didn't want to. I didn't want anyone to see me like this.
***
Baby, this is serious. Something could be wrong, you never know.
Jack, please. I don't want to go.
***
That was the end of that. I refused to go and have doctors run tests and do a rape kit, or anything of that sorts.
-
"Baby," I hear a whisper.
I jump and my heart starts racing. I crawl to the corner of my bed against the wall.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Jack crawls over to me and attempts to hug me.
"N-no," I scoot away.
He looks at me confused and says, "what?"
"I-I don't want to be touched," I cross my arms.
"Oh," he scoots away. "Okay, baby."
He stares at me, and I could easily tell that he was concerned.
"I-I'm sorry, Jack," I break into sobs, not even realizing that I'd been shaking.
"Baby, you didn't do anything. Shhh, it's okay," he grabs the tips of my fingers.
I scoot a little closer and lay my head on his shoulder. He intertwines his fingers with mine, and I slightly flinch.
"I'm sorry," he says and lets go.
"No," I grab his hand and hold it.
We sit in silence for a moment before he talks again.
"Baby, can we please take you to a doctor? I want to make sure you're okay," he looks me in the eyes, sadly. "You don't have to tell me who it was, or what happened. Just tell them."
"Dillon."
//
It's short :/ oops. I haven't updated much because volleyball tryouts were today, and school starts Wednesday aND I WANT TO DIE.
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY. have a nice day/night/evening/shit/idk.
YOU ARE READING
wrong number ; j.g
FanfictionJack Gilinsky drunk texts his friend one night, except it's not his friend. It happens to be a girl named Ana, who doesn't believe him when he says he's Jack Gilinsky. Not just texting.
