That is what I'd imagine Jay too look like but, again, you have have your own idea of what he looks like :)
__________________________"Jay what happened to your face?" I asked lighting up a cigarette at the back of the school whilst we were in break.
"Dean this moring" he said inhaling the smoke.
"What the fuck I told you to pay him" I was getting a bit annoyed at this point because Dean could really hurt him, I'm surprised it's only a bruise he's left with.
"I was going to I had the money in my pocket I just forgot" he shrugged and said "I gave him the money when I seen him but he said I tried to bump him so he punched me."
"You frustrate me you know that" I said whilst taking the last draws of my cigarette and throwing the bud on the ground.
"Thank you my dear" he smiled and walked back inside, me following a second behind him.
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Every Monday and Wednesday after school I went to my papa's house, he lives slightly far away but I have always enjoyed visiting him. I grew up in the house he lived in, my mum was always away working, and I don't like thinking about my dad, but he was always the one to take me to school, to take me to the park, I genuinely don't know what I'd do without him.
"Rachael?" He asked motioning his hands to go over to him. "We need to talk?"
"What is it?" I asked whilst sitting on the floor with my legs crossed whilst my papa sat on his chair.
"I need to have surgery, it's to remove my leg. The doctor said that it's causing me too much pain and it's not doing me any good."
"When?" I asked extremely softly.
"Next Tuesday, I have to go into the hospital on Sunday though" he tried consoling me but I didn't want to think about him being in the hospital again. He's had so many heart attacks, strokes, he has everything wrong with him, medically, and he still survives. He's in the hospital on average 3 times a year and every time my family tell me this could be the last time, but I've always believed he'll survive. I don't know. All I know is I'll not be going to school next week.
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I got home and I ignored everything, calls, texts, snapchats, everything. I just didn't want to deal with people. I get in these moods where I talk to no one, the longest it has lasted was 2 weeks. Usually it's only a couple of days but it really annoys the people around me. My mum gets annoyed because when it happens I refuse to get my prescriptions. Oh, you don't know that I take pills okay well, I have to take anti-depressants, some bipolar controlling medicine, they don't work to well but I take them to keep people happy.
My mum came in and asked if I wanted something to eat, she knew I would say no, but she asked anyway. "Rach." I looked at her not saying anything. "Jay called me, give him a text will you, you know how worried he gets when this happens" I nodded at her then she walked out if my room and into hers.I turned my phone back on and did as my mother said.
Me: to jay
Sorry for ignoring you. I'm fineNo more than 5 minutes later he text me back
Jay:
Take your pills, pleaseI left his message on seen and went into the bathroom. My mum keeps a cup in the cabinet so I could drink water to swallow my pills easier. I swear to god I take that woman for granted.
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Fuck mornings. Fuck life. Every Tuesday I have to wake up earlier to get my prescription, I just really can't be bothered moving. I get up, put on black skinny jeans, put on my shirt, put on my tie and put the closest hoodie to me on. I walk to the chemists do the regular pick up routine and walk to school. I was 5 minutes late, I know such a rebel, I got in the school and walked to my class. I was in p.e but I never brought my kit, not that I'd do it anyway. I sat on the bench and pulled out my phone and started to watch skins, for the 19th time. Effy and Cook forever.
I went through the whole day of school not talking to anyone unless it was necessary. Jay kept trying to make conversation with me but I ignored him, as I done with every other person.
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Authors note- I don't even know what this chapter is ment to be I'm shit at writing :/
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