Another Hale

Chapter 13

I had been thinking about Stiles and Lydia all day. I know they aren't together...yet. I still kept thinking about it. I just wanted to think of something other than the weak feeling I get when I think of them. I have no right to even feel this way. 

"Jess?" Jackson's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "What are you doing here?" I had showed up randomly at his house.

"I had to-um...Are you okay with everything going on?" I asked. 

"Uh, I guess. Is that why you-" He didn't get to finish what he was saying because I stepped forward and pushed my lips to his. 

I know I'm being a bitch. This is Lydia's ex. But all I could think about was seeing her and Stiles dance and the way they looked at each other. Lydia might not notice but I'm pretty sure she's in love with him. Right now that's all that is running through my head. I need to get it out for even a second. I wanted to see if I was better than Lydia to someone. 

Jackson pulled back. "What are you doing ,Jess?" He asked sounding surprised.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why-" I started talking but got cut off.

"I'm not complaining." He smirked. 

"Then shut up and kiss me." He didn't need to be told twice since as soon as the words left my mouth he connected our lips again.

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I woke up to see an unfamiliar room. Wait, I've seen this room before when I took Jackso-

Shit!

I looked around. His arm was draped over my waist. His bare chest was against my back. His head was buried in the crook of my neck. Both our clothes were thrown around the room. 

Fuck! What the fuck did I do?! Did I seriously sleep with him?!  

Lydia is going to hate me! I already hate myself! God, I'm so stupid!

Crap. Now I have to pee. I tried to pull away from Jackson but he just tightened his hold on me. 

"Jackson, let me go." I tell him. He groaned in protest. "Jackson, I have to pee." He reluctantly let me go. He pointed to a door in his room. I assumed that was the bathroom. I slipped on his t-shirt and underwear and walked to the door. Sure enough, it was the bathroom. 

When I walked back out of the bathroom after doing my business and washing my hands, Jackson was up. He had on a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top.

"I'll be right back. I just have to run outside real quick." He pecked my lips before grabbing a bag from his garbage in his room and walking out. Of course, you got to take out the trash right after sleeping with someone. Oh well. 

"Isaac!" I heard a man yell. I look out the window to see Isaac ride off on his bike. The man who was on the yard in front of the house that Isaac left go in a car. He drove in the same direction that Isaac rode off in. 

I have a pretty good guess of where he's going. 

I get out of Jackson's shirt to put my clothes back on. I fold Jackson's shirt and put it on his bed. I slip on my shoes and heard Jackson's front door open. I walked over to the window and climbed out. I jumped out of it ,landing gracefully ,surprisingly, on the ground.

I get to Derek's as soon as I can. Derek was still awake when I walk in.

"Where have you been?" Derek asked.

"Out." I reply vaguely. I wasn't going to tell him what I did. It was stupid and I just wanted to forget that I did it. "Did Isaac come here?" I asked.