Tattooed Tears (A Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction) ❤︎

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I woke up at 5 in the morning and ran out my feelings. I ran around locally for about 3 hours. The strange thing is, I didn't seem to ever get tired, which I guess is a good thing.

Part of me was hoping that Jack would be there, so I could talk to him. But the other part of me was hoping that he wouldn't be there since I wasn't sure if I would be able to face him.

I'm a teenage girl. I'm a hormonal teenage girl. I am a very, very confused hormonal teenage girl. I have confused feelings. I admitted to myself that I love Jack. And no matter how hard I try to convince myself, I just can't talk my heart of it. Would I rather just be friends with him and only friends? Yes, very much so.

After my long run, I went back to school. I walked slowly through the halls, head bowed. I walked all the way to my dorm. 

When I opened the door, Phoebe and Sophia both turned their heads.

"Hey girl," Sophia smiled at me and I forced a big fake smile.

"What's up?" My voice cracked.

Phoebe groaned in her bed.

"Phoebe isn't going to school. She got sick." Sophia shrugged.

"My bastard boyfriend got me sick." She coughed.

"Do you want me to get you anything from the cafeteria?" I offered and she shook her head.

"Nah, I'm okay. Thank you though, what a trooper." She laughed.

"Want to go get some breakfast?" Sophia asked me, getting out of her bed.

"Sure, let me just get dressed real quick," I told her and began to take off my dirty, sweaty clothes.

I put on a maroon tank top with a grey cardigan and a pair of dark blue jeans. I put on my sneakers and brushed my hair. I threw my hair into a messy bun. 

I got absolutely no sleep last night. All I wanted to do was go to Jack and tell him that I am so unbelievably sorry. 

That's all I thought about, all night.

I didn't even bother putting on any makeup. I already look like a mess, so who cares if people see me as an even more mess.

I thought about going to school and seeing Jack. What's English class going to be like? Is he going to talk or me or just ignore me?

I sighed as I took an Ibuprofen, I have a killer headache.

I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door with Sophia.

We went down to the main floor and went to the breakfast place. They have really good hash browns so that's what I ended up getting. 

Sophia and I sat down at the table furthest from all the people. She doesn't like people, which is 100% understandable.

As we ate, I snuck a couple glances around the room. I was looking for Jack. He usually is always here. He's the one who got me addicted to the hash browns.

But he wasn't anywhere to be found. 

"Looking for someone special?" Sophia asked me and I blushed. Busted.

"Nah, just looking for my....science teacher. I needed extra tutoring. Hah, you know me..sucking at science." I lied to her and wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans.

"Liar." 

"Hmmm?" I asked as I drank my orange juice.

"You're looking for Jack."

I didn't say anything. 

"What's wrong? You're not normal Danielle. You're sad, different Danielle." She frowned.