CHAOS ✔️ J.D.

shit happens.

this time, jason had sweetly waited for me after school, we were heading over to his place. questions always came to mind about his parents, but i never got the time or chance to ask. i knew he had been spending his life with his father at the moment, but i barely seen him around. he never mentioned his mother which made me curious, but i didn't want to make him uncomfortable or to hate me for asking. the time will come when he will open up.

on our way, we kept on laughing and making jokes on how this high school thing was just a blip. it was fucking true. i was so desperate for high school to be over. i wrapped my arms around him for grip of course, and certainly we were riding the motorcycle. like i said, hes different. its better than an ordinary car or truck.

we had soon arrived at his home, we both hopping off the bike. the two of us went inside, sitting on his couch. i huffed, while getting comfortable beside the boy. before he could do the same, he plopped in some random movie while shortly sitting aside me.

i never seen cars or vehicles in his driveway every time i headed over here or came by, the house always appeared as looking empty. my thoughts took over, before i could even assume what was coming out of my mouth. "jason, what happened to your parents?"

my eyes widened, before instantly taking back what i had said. "j.d. you don't have to answer that, i -" i attempted to replace my question i asked, before he cut me off. "no no, its alright. that pretty little head of yours is curious, don't be sorry." he responded, while he softly snickered. i couldn't help but notice my cheeks turning into a slight tint of red. dammit, i never did that. why now? "get comfy." he added, while letting me delicately rest my head on his shoulder.

the boy sighed, as his eyes traveled down to me."well, my father is out at the moment. he's probably more out of his mind than me, than us even. and my mother, well, shes gone. dead. she knew what she was doing, walking into a building that my dad had planted explosives in. shit happens." he stated inhumanly, shrugging his shoulders.

at that point, i didn't know what to respond with. no wonder why we were both psychotic, our lives were both hell. we were damaged. i felt terrible for making him feeling like he had to bring that up, when he could've told me when he was ready. fuck me for pushing things, goddammit ivy. "i'm so sorry, i didn't know. you didn't deserve -" i spoke sincerely, before he cut me off once again.

"well, a lot of people don't deserve a lot of things. its just what life hits us with. but ivy, i'm okay now. it doesn't matter." the raven haired boy said coldly, noticing he wasn't one for pity. "what about you? i mean, i know what happened with your brother and father. but your mom?" he asked, while twirling a strand of my hair around his finger.

"well to start off, i have to go through my window so i don't get nagged at. she truthfully doesn't care what i do, or most likely about me. it's pretty harsh, but true. all she does is sit her ass on the couch and drink, and when she fights it's usually the fucking alcohol kicking in. i can't find a time where she's never drunk." i acknowledged, letting out a soft chuckle.

"then she's obviously missing out." jason reacted, pulling me closer. "eh, she's not missing out on much." i shrugged, telling the truth. except for the fact that i was fucking killing others, i mean, that's totally what you would call 'normal.'

"well, i think she is. actually, know she is in fact. so, what are we gonna do tomorrow? kill both? one?" j.d. kept on questioning, as i thought for a moment. that heather duke was obviously going to be gone, either way. so were ram and kurt. maybe if we killed duke, ryan would suffer. soon after him feeling how i felt, he'll be gone too.

"i think we should get back at heather duke, that way it will torment ryan. soon after we will get back at ram and kurt, once i figure out who the fuck they are. lastly, ryan is definitely going." i responded, his eyebrows rising from being impressed.

   "woah, damn ivy you have this all planned out already." jason chuckled, his hand intertwining with mine while knowing i was just as dedicated in this just the same as him. my lips gladly formed a quick smile, as a giggle escaped my mouth.

"oh, and ram and kurt will clearly go as planned. it will be easily accomplished, they're the drunk jocks always wanting to get laid at the basic and shitty high school parties." he added, my eyes widening from remembering their faces.

"oh shit! really? they are leaving as soon as possible. all they have to offer the school is rape and sexual harassing people." i said with a laugh, but telling him truthfully. he nodded, laughing as well. "what if we slit dukes wrist and make it look like a suicide?" i requested, as his appearance looked as if he was fascinated. "not a bad idea." jason responded.

later, the movie has became to an end. we honestly didn't watch it, we just talked and surprisingly got to know each other some more. wow, i to know the mysterious jason dean? i noticed that i should've started to head back home, i had a big day planned tomorrow. and of course, i was definitely ready. i couldn't withstand any of them.

"i should leave soon. i'm sleepy." i spoke, as he nodded in agreement. "well honey, you're not walking. come on." i playfully rolled my eyes, as he held his hand out for me while pulling me up from the couch.

we soon arrived to my destination, while he stopped and parked beside the house. "well, i'll see you tomorrow?" he asked, knowing he obviously was going to. "yes, of course." i responded, while playfully crossing my arms.

his damn lips distracted me, and he just kept staring. i should've just got off, but my odd self just stood there with my attention focused on him.

  not even thinking, my lips connected to his, moving in sync. his hand making it's way up to my cheek, delicately cupping it. i took in his soft lips, as we gently pulled apart. my face was fucking red, my lips forming a grin. "i'll see you later." i spoke, saying my goodbyes and getting off. he just nodded, with a smirk on his face. he drove off, while i climbed back up to my room. that damn smirk.

i just kissed jason fucking dean.

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whoop, this is really mushy ew. -T