babygirl 1.0 j.g

1.7

Bittersweet Tragedy // Melanie Martinez + True Colors // The Weeknd

i sat comfortably on my couch in my adidas track shorts and old tee shirt and covered up in a fuzzy blanket while smoking a blunt in the dark.

i didnt feel like turning on the light and i was also trying to fall asleep since school has been draining me and all i can think about is jack and blue.

"ughhh Fuck!!!" i groaned and put my blunt out then walked to my room.

i rubbed my temples and closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep.

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the professor wrote on the board again, then grabbed a stack of papers and walked over to each student handing them packets.

"this... is all of your homework you are going to complete throughout this semester. You can get it done. its for your own benefit. But.... if you dont who cares? after all, if you want it to be worth your money, then youre going to wanna pass this final at the end."

i looked through the packet.

"what the fuck?" i whispered.

the guy sitting nearest to me scoffed and responded. "i mean sure if youre down....my apartment isnt too far from here." he winked.

"wait what did you think i said?" i narrowed my eyelids.

"want to fuck? isnt that what you said?"

i gigged. then rolled my eyes. "close enough. i said what the fuck not want ."

he smiled.

"well now you said want, so my answer is yeah.... what time ? im free thursday after--"

"look... youre cute and all. but my relationship is complicated enough... im really sorry."

"oh okay." he turned back around.

"but.... the offer still stands when you want to get shit off your plate." he smirked.

"yeah. yeah okay...." i smiled back."

when i got back to my apartment, i saw my door was unlocked.

was it like this all day?

did someone find my key that was under my mat??

i was really afraid to go in.... but i did.

and to my surprise, jack sat on my couch and looked up at me.

"you really shouldnt leave a spare key under your mat." he said standing up and smiling.

"jack i--"

"i know its absurd. but i didnt want to tell you i was coming now because i wanted to see you in your natural habitat."

"jack im not a fucking monkey.... okay? why are you here?"

"to help you get better."

"jack im fine."

"no you arent. if you think smoking 5 times a day, sniffing naproxen and drinking vinegar hennessy is fine then maybe you need medical attention too!!" he became slightly frustrated.

"why are you so worried??? about me???"

"because im in love with you and i let you slip away into bad habits now i need to fix --"

"you dont need to fix anything jack im not broken!!"

"really? youre not?" jack said softly.

i nodded.

"okay. then i will just take you with me right now and we will go visit your parents because apparently you are norm--"

"i didnt say i was normal, jack . i said i was fine and not broken...."

"let me get you better then? off these drugs... help you concentrate and love yourself... i miss the old you. the sweet malory who used to write with that fuzzy pen in seventh period. the one i met in Pink. the malory that was super jealous of olivia....not this malory. not the drug obsessed mal, or the confused mal, or short tempered. i miss the old you baby."

at this point we were face to face.

i could feel my mascara running and my greasy hair looking dirty and sandy. my bra was really loose and i looked like i havent showered in months, although i just showered last night.

jack was right.  i do need his help. i need to go to vegas with him and start over. i want to be happy and clean and make people proud. i dont want people to see me as easy, dirty, dumb, and predictable.

authors note //

okay so i really was dreading updating but i feel like i needed to get malory out of this position because it drains me and hurts my heart seeing her all doped up so here is an update for yall. its short but it will do . 💜🐐