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*Friday, court day*

Jessica's POV:

I woke up with an arm wrapped around my waist, I look up and see Ethan. I try and look over him to see it's 3:07 am. Great. I have court today and I doubt I can walk. But I am not. I repeat am not cancelling the court session. I try and get out of his grip, which I succeeded.

I try and get up and grab my phone off the stand that was on my side and put it in my bra so it wouldn't fall out. Meanwhile I was trying to stand, quiet as possible, but I fell on a pillow. Luckily the pillow made my landing quieter and softer.

After a few struggles on trying to stand I decided to crawl/scoot across the floor. I got to the stairs and scooted down the stairs. Did it hurt my butt? Kinda.

You may be thinking. Why the hell are you up when you should be resting? Well ya see once I'm up I won't be able to go back to sleep and I'm not really tired. And I know that the boys are asleep, plus they got a pair of crutches in the closet under the stairs. Those will be useful.

I got to the stair closest and opened it up, grabbing the crutches. Trying to stand up after you're on the floor is very very difficult with no help. I managed to get myself up after who knows how many tries. I started using the crutches and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed me another ice pack and grabbed me an apple.

I crutched my way into the living room and sat on the couch, propping my foot on a few pillows and putting the ice pack on it. Was it cold? Helllllll yeah. I looked around for the remote and it was all the way on the tv stand. I can't get back up so I just went on my phone. I saw I had a text message from Julian from like 6 o'clock yesterday afternoon.

From Julian😍😩💞: heyy :)


To Julian😍😩💞: hey so sorry for this late reply. I some how managed to hurt my ankle😂

After I replied I went on Instagram and just scrolled through my feed. Then I got bored and looked at the explore posts. But one, one post caught my eye. It was a picture of Me. It was an edit. It was a picture of me but the outline of my body and had writing on it. I screenshot it and went to my photos and zoomed it on it.

These words were on it: "ugly, whore, slut, pathetic, fat, disgusting, die" you name it, again mean was on that post. I went back unto the post and read the comments. Some were mean and some people defended me, and to the ones that defended me I either replied too or followed. There were a lot of comments so I decided to stop before I ended up crying or something.

I clicked my phone off and just laid in the dark. A few minutes after I did that i heard a *ding* signalling my phone lighting up. It was a message from Julian.

From Julian😍😩💞: hey😂 I hope you're okay😊 you still going to your court session?

To Julian😍😩💞: yeah, there is no way I'm rescheduling it.

To Julian😍😩💞: and thanks😂

From Julian😍😩💞: don't you think you should be getting rest for later?

To Julian😍😩💞: ehh. I'm not tired😕

From Julian😍😩💞: nervous aren't ya?

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