Tattoo (A Neighbourhood Fanfic)

Chapter 9: Signs

Songs for this chapter:

•This is what is feels like (UK Version) ~ Armin van Buurren

Zoe's POV:

I walked out my last class exiting the warm building and entering the cold air, of February. I take my phone out and scroll through the notifications I kept having through the whole day.

Twitter:
-"I can't believe Jesse is going out with that girl, I hope they break up." one girl commentes. I roll my eyes at tweets like these. If they love someone they should be happy for them, not make their happiness based in them.
-"They are cute af I hope they last." Another tweets, my heart swells up to this.

*Beep! Beep!*

I look up and see a black car in the street. A few girls staring way too long. I walk to it and the widows roll down reveling a smirking Jesse. "Hey," I say cooly at him. "Hey," he said grinning at me. He gets out of the car coming to my side of of the street. He stops in front of me, picking me up in a hug.

"Am I allowed to kiss you?" I ask him starring at his eyes, in a challenging way. He grins at me, before leading down and engulf me in a kiss. I forget the cold, the snow falling down, the envy stares we got. Just worrying about not slipping with the ice in the ground with my clumsily self.

I wrap my arms around his neck, and he squeezes me his heat radiating me. I decide to snuggle into him him, as he decides to end the kiss. "I don't want to go anywhere," I say changing my mind. He tsk his tongue. "Too late," he said a grin on his face, his cheeks bright red, with his noses, from the cold. "At least tell me where we are going, so I don't get all worked up," I beg him as he enters me in his warm car.

He closes the door behind me, shaking his head. He starts walking around the car. He gets to his door, when all of a sudden he slips, and falls to the ground. "Jesse!" I yell as I get put of the car. I run to his side, surprising not falling myself. I see him on the ground as people rush to his aid. "Jesse! Are you okay?" I ask kneeling to his side. Instead of an answer he starts laughing. I groan, mad he scared me that way.

I smack his shoulder receiving a groin his self, as I walk carefully to the passengers side of the car and going back in. People started leaving as Jesse gets up dusting his pants. He open the door, entering the car. "Are you done?" I ask him staring ahead. Ha laughed holding a finger up to me. I turn to him looking at him pissed, as he continues to laugh.

His laugh dies and I pinch the bridge of my nose. "I'm tired, can you take me to my place, please?" I mumble at him as the stress comes back from this morning. He turns around his face serious. "Zoe, I was just kidding," he said. I sigh. "I know, Jesse. I just really am tired," I say starting to play with the black bracelets. I feel like scratching the scars off my wrist, some strange instinct taking over my mind. Instead of letting my head reel in more thoughts of it I get out of the car, as Jesse just stays staring at me, in mute.

The air slaps me, but I don't really care. I prefer that than Jesse staring at me, like I'm some kind of mutant. It's not like I don't get stared here or there when I HAVE to take my bracelet out, but his stare I don't know, made me feel some type of way. Maybe because I never cared about anyone's opinions about me, yet with Jesse even the smallest weird stare, would shrink down my low self esteem.

I sigh and unlock the lobby door, entering the lobby. I go to my mail box and check it, having only one letter. I'm too tired to check who it is from to care, so I just stuff it in my purse.

I walk to the elevator and get in pressing my floor number. I stare at the lighted button, as if I look deeper in, all my unanswered questions would be answered. The sound of the elevator arriving my floor, snaps me off my concentration.

I walk to my dorm, and enter throwing myself on too of the bed. The bed was undone, and of course my head was way too occupied to care. I look out the window tucking my hands under my feet to not look at them.

I hated myself. I hate, how I can easily breakdown, how easily I let the world in no matter how much damage they leave, when they leave all that is left is this hollow hole. I hate how I easily let others thoughts shove my mind own. I lay in the bed on a fetus position, feeling hot tears on my cheek. I felt my heart closing, shutting down and All I could do was close my eyes, and I could hear was the screams of a little girl. A girl so scared of what was done to her as much as she was to continuing living.

Jesses POV:

I'm left in the car dumbfounded at how Zoe left. I can't believe how easily I let myself be carried away. I sigh and I punch the steering wheel earning a honk from the car. I tug my hair in frustration. I don't know what to do, what to say.

Being with Zoe, was way different than with any girls. Zoe would really care about something and would pester me, until I tell her what happens, while other girls give it a try than don't give a shit. She would try to go the distance for me, yet other girls want the sex than leave. She was a huge cuddlier, always squeezing me, when least expected and than how soft her lips would kiss me to calm me down, when she would hear me having a bad dream, bringing me back. Her laugh was this harmony and music to my ears, so rich and full, loud and proud.

Yet out of all these things, I never knew how to react when she would feel this way. Her fidgeting, her silence, her seriousness, all giving the sign, that something was bothering. How come she can hold the world on her shoulders for me yet, I never know what to do for her.

I shake my head, gripping the steering wheel, and making my way to my apartment.

I arrive and trudge to the living room throwing my coat on the black love seat next to the big plasma tv. Bryan was sitting seeing a hockey game, Zach was on his phone on the dining table. Mikey was with Lauren, and Jeremy was out of sight.

Bryan looks up to me, after a commercial comes on. "Weren't you and Zoe, suppose to go somewhere?" he ask taking a drink from his Coca Cola. I nod my head, and sit next to him. "She changed her mind. She didn't seem like herself today," I say grumpy at him. Silence. I look at him and he has an unsteady expression.

"Did she seem ok?" he ask. I look at him confuse. Why is he asking me this. "Um I guess so. She just kept fidgeting with those damn bracelets," I exaggerated. He snaps his eyes on me, putting the drink down. "Call her," he demands. I look at him like if he is crazy. "What?" I ask him confuse. "Jesse, fucking call her!" he says taking his phone out. Zach is looking up from hi phone, getting caught up with our bickering. Bryan groans, when he realize he doesn't has her nunber.

I take my phone out giving it out to him. "Jesse, she could go hurt herself," he said with so much urgency I finally caught on what he said. How could I be so cluesless? My girlfriend, my own girlfriend is going through some shit, and I have no fucking clue. I mentally slap myself, as I call her reaching her voice mail.

I call again, but it just send me straight to voice mail. Bryan takes no time on putting his coat and heading to the foor. "Where are you going?" I ask feeling lost. "To her," he simply replies giving me his back. "Wait!" I yell getting my own coat. "I'm coming," I say getting in front of him. She is my girlfriend after all.
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{Authors note}
Hey guys. So I will be updating like twice to three time a week, staring Monday. Gives me time to write and also catch up with my work. But what do you think so far? This is just the start of what will start rumbling, and trust me shit will get real. Haha but anyhoo Cole or Pepsi? Leave comments below. Vote and comment. Fan me to know when I will update and to write on my wall. I will return the favor trust me ❤️ See you guys in the next update :)
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