Game Over - Jacky Vincent

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"Come on, I'm gonna take you to your room," Ronnie led me upstairs. It wasn't a mansion, but the house was still fairly large. "Me, Jacky, Ryan, and you stay upstairs. Ron and Derek stay in the basement," Ronnie started.  

"And here's your room." He opened the door and I saw a big room painted the color white with light green and black interior. It was perfect.  

"Why are you doing this?" I turned to Ronnie.  

"It doesn't matter, now. You're now a Radke and you're going to like it," Ronnie said with a smirk. "And, what the guys were saying.. They didn't mean it. I'm sorry you had to hear them. They really aren't used to having a girl around. I mean, I have a daughter, but she's only a baby and she normally stays with her mom." He rambled on. "Well, anyways, there's a bathroom attached, and your closet is right over there," Ronnie gestured to two doors across the room.  

"Thank you," I said quietly.  

"There is absolutely no need to thank me," he smiled, "now, you can stay and unpack or come down and meet everyone."  

"I think I'll just unpack for now. I need some time to think," I said as I took off my jacket. Ronnie looked down at my wrist. My mom had cut the word "worthless" into my arm the night before the police came. The scar never fully went away. I quickly pulled my wrist back and looked away as Ronnie left the room. Instead of unpacking, I took off my shoes and fell asleep.

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I was woken up by someone sitting on the bed next to me. They didn't say or do anything, whoever it was just sat there. I hoped if I ignored them, they'd go away. Then I heard my phone buzz. I didn't bother getting it, because I threw it somewhere on the bed earlier. I think whoever was sitting on my bed saw it, because I heard them sigh, and leave the room. Once I knew they were gone, I picked up my phone and saw it was my ex boyfriend, Zack, who texted me. Great. We had a messy breakup last year, and I honestly never forgot about it. I read the message that showed on the screen of my phone, "i heard you got adopted. i hope they beat you just like your parents did. kill yourself-xx" I laughed and responded, "seriously considering it, thanks for the idea." I set my phone on the bedside table and waked into the bathroom. I probably looked like crap. The mirror proved my theory. I quickly washed my face and fixed my makeup. It was still obvious that I was crying, but I didn't really care. The house was warm, so I changed out of my sweatpants and put on a pair of shorts, and a black t-shirt. I picked up my phone to text Bianca, and then made my way downstairs. Everyone was in the living room, and they all shut up when I entered the room. "I-I'm sorry for earlier," I quickly apologized. Ronnie smiled and stood up.  

"It's okay. I can see why you did. These dicks don't know how to shut up," he gestured to the four guys sitting around the room. I noticed one person just staring at me. Was he the one who sat in my room? His blue eyes pierced through mine, and I'm almost sure my heart stopped. 

"So this is Derek," he nodded at someone sitting on the floor. "That's Ryan and Ron," pointing at the two basically sitting on one another. "And that's Jacky," I turned and saw the blue eyes shoot into mine again. I nodded at all of them and it was then silent in the room. Until my phone buzzed. Next to Jacky. Shit. Who knew what Zack could have said. Jacky looked at the phone real fast before handing it over to me. It definitely was him who came in my room earlier. I ignored the message as Ronnie said, "I sent that one upstairs earlier to see if you were awake but he came down empty handed. I told him to carry you down but he said he didn't want to wake you up," he laughed and I forced a fake smile.

Ronnie and the rest migrated to the kitchen, so it was just Jacky and I. My phone buzzed again, alerting me I still had an unanswered message. Jacky nudged my arm and looked at my phone. Just then, Zack's number shone on the screen. I forced myself not to panic as I answered.  

"Hello?" My voice wavered. 

"Miss me?" Zack's sarcasm filled my ear. 

"No, not necessarily," I responded with slightly more courage than before. 

"You're such a bitch," he started, "I truly hope you kill yourself." 

I'm sure Jacky heard him say that, because he took my phone and hung up on Zack. I averted his gaze and willed the tears to go away.  

"You're too beautiful to take that kind of shit," Jacky's said. I forced a small smile and looked at him. He leaned into me and kissd my cheek before he stood up. The heat rose to my face, just as the front door flung open. 

"Why is it so fucking cold?!" A girl with blonde hair screamed angrily.  

"Chase, calm," Ryan said as he entered the room.  

"Shut it, Seaman," she snapped before bursting out laughing. She ran over to Jacky and attacked him with a hug. I knew this was too good to be true, a guy like him was bound to have a girlfriend.  

"Who's this?" She asked, smiling at me.  

"Chase, this is Logan. Logan, this is Chase," Ronnie appeared from the other room and introduced us. 

"Finally! Another girl! I didn't think it'd ever happen!" I laughed at her sudden outburst.  

"Chill out," Jacky muttered, as he started to leave the room. Chase ruffled his hair before he left and he shot her the finger. That's kinda weird, Zack and I never shot each other the finger when we dated.  

"So, Logan," Chase started, "are you unpacked?" 

"Almost finished," I replied.  

"I'll help with the rest," she offered as we climbed the stairs towards my room.  

She was right, Chase helped me organize all my clothes and belongings.  

"So how did you get wrapped up with these losers?" She asked.  

"I was at a foster care, and Ronnie saw me and felt bad," I forced a laugh.  

"Well I'm glad to see you and Jacky are hitting it off," Chase winked in my direction.  

I was taken aback by this. "I thought.. I thought you two were together?"  

Chase started cracking up. Once she collected herself, she said, "no no no no, Jacky's my brother!"