Jordyn's POV
I sat on the edge of Derek's bed, my cries soft and my breath uneasy. Out of the corner of my eye i could see Derek leaning against the wall. I looked away, trying to avoid eye contact but i could sense him studying me.
Pulling my feet to my chest, playing with my bare feet. The purple nail polish was chipping off my toes.
Minutes passed, with only the sound were Cameron's soft snores coming from the next bed.
"Look," i felt the bed sink in as Derek sat beside me. "Im not gonna ask whats going on. Im not gonna press you to spill your heart out to me. I mean, we only meet this week". He let out a soft chuckled, his deep, raspy voice getting me to turn to him.
I looked into his big brown eyes, much like Nates. But his read honesty, something Nate may never be able to give me.
"Jordyn. I know you must have a reason for everything, and its not my place to be point out and asking a whole bunch of shitty questions, trying to get you the pour your soul out to me. Im not expecting you to do anything because i see that your hurt. You've been through some shit but still try to stay strong. I just want you to know that i really like you. And whether i do or not, id hate to see you get hurt even more". Tears traced the edge of my eye lids.
Derek sat there, looking at me wanting words to be spoken.
"Derek," his eyes lit up, holding back a smile. "Thank you". I engulfed him in a hug and he moved me so that i was then on his lap. My lips were inches from his. I played with the hem of his shirt, meeting his eyes with an glance of innocence.
"Jordyn", before he could say anymore, i pressed my lips against his as he immediately began to forcefully kiss back. His fingers strung through my hair as he placed one of his hands on my lower back, trancing small circles back and forth.
"Haha. Ya nasties". I pulled away from Derek and quickly stood up as Cameron sat up in his bed, his finger pointed at us and laughing. His hair was messy and his eyes filled with wonder as would a child's.
"Ugh. Cameron". Derek dragged out his name, whining as he grabbed my hands and pulled me closer to him again.
Suddenly my phone started ringing. I looked down at Derek and he nodded.
"Hello". I heard an ambulance in the back round. Voices were everywhere but i immediately recognized Isabelle's.
"Jordyn!" her voice was filled with fear as i began to worry. "You have to help me!" her voice rung louder as i excused myself from the hotel room, standing in the hallway.
"Shh, Isabelle. Calm down! Tell me whats going on!" she was crying and i could here her sniffles through the phone.
"Isabelle, you need to come with me!" a man's voice boomed as Isabelle began to cry harder.
"Hurry, Jordyn! Come get me! There trying to take me back! I wont go back! You're all i have left!" the call cut short as my mind began to race. Her cries ringing through my head as i raced to my room.
She needed me. Im all she has left.
I walked to my room and busted through the door. Nate was still sitting there, his face in his hands. But when he saw me he immediately jumped up.
Ignoring his existence, i immediately began to pack my things.
"Woah,woah, woah". Nate stood in front of me, trying to block my way. "Where are you going?" i tried to past him but he just moved again.
"Nate! I need to go!" he grabbed my arms and i struggled to get out of his grip until he shook me still.
"No, Jordyn! We need to talk about this!" not thinking, i quickly kicked him in the balls and grabbed my suitcase.
"Wait!" i stopped and turned to Nate who was clutching his dick. He hand a small envelope in his hand. I took it from him and opened it confused.
"Nate, i really dont need this, i cant go get my own". He nodded giving me a look of sympathy.
"Yea. But this way you'll get back home faster. The ticket process will take much longer".
"Nate". I whispered his name quietly, but he just nodded.
"Its okay Jordyn, go". Taking once glace back at him then turned on my heels, the door slamming behind me.
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Looking out the window of the plane, i started yo think about everything. Nate, Derek, and what the hell was happening back home. Some vacation this turned out to be.
My phone dinged once more. Just another text from Derek.
I left without a word. He had been texting me nonstop, asking me all those questions he said he wouldn't. It doesn't matter though. Eventually he will realize that im just a shitty piece of cow shit and the text will stop. Eventually i will fade to a memory and get replaced. Happens everytime.
Suddenly Cameron's face popped up on my screen, requesting a FaceTime. I picked up, not even realizing Derek might be there with him.
"Hey gurl". Cameron's big smile beaming in the camera. He looked to be at the beach as a vanilla ice cream cone dripped down his fingers. "Shit". He grabbed a napkin and cleaned himself up.
"Ha. Hey Cameron". I smiled.
"Hey Jordyn. Where are you?" he got closer to the camera trying to look around.
"Im, uh. On a plane". His mouth formed an 'o' shape.
"Oh. That makes sense. But Derek's looking for you". Silence fell between us and i looked to my lap.
"Uh, yea. I know. Could you not tell him where i am though. I just dont want to talk to him". He nodded as if he understood and finished his dessert.
"Ok. Just wanted to make sure you were safe". I nodded ready to end the call.
"Wait, Jordyn," i looked in the screen once again. "When you gonna lemme smash?" i rolled my eyes and giggled, hanging up the phone.
Gotta love Cameron.
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"Jordyn!" Isabelle shot up out her seat in the police station and engulfed me in a big hug. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were bloodshot from crying. All this shit she's going though and she still manages to keep and smile on her face.
"Isabelle, what's going on?"
"I can tell you that". A woman in all black walked up to me, pulling out her badge. "I am Sofie Steele, i am a private detective. Yesterday, your sisters house was burned down. Luckily, she got out of the fire, but her foster parents did not". I gasp, glancing back at Isabelle, s strong look still on her face, plead in her eyes.
"Now, Jordyn. Isabelle has no other family and since you are over 18, we were hoping you would take her in. We completely understand if you can't, but if you dont, she will be put back into the system with no hope of adoption since she is close to the legal age". I took a deep breath, looking back at Izzy. She looked completely miserable.
"I'd love to". She looked up at me, tears falling out her eyes. She ran up and hugged me for the second time that day, crying hysterically.
"One more thing," Izzy pulled away and we both looked at the detective. "There was no real cause of the fire". I looked at her confused. Of course there had to be a cause. If not, there wouldn't have been a fire.
"What are you talking about?"
"Jordyn, this fire was no accident".
"Wait! Jordyn? What is she talking about? Sister?"
