CHAOS ✔️ J.D.

always.

    that morning, things definitely got heated in the car. i mean, it wasn't injurious. actually, extremely distant from being horrible, and i didn't regret it. okay but enough said about the car incident, the two jocks i couldn't withstand had vanished. i couldn't be more pleased that they were gone, and the word certainly did spread around.

  the deaths appeared on each channel, extending across the high school. parents had been gossiping about it as well as their rotten teenagers. ram and kurt's parents were comepletly perplexed about the situation, and their burial was in a couple days, in my opinion everyone should've been celebrating.

  truthfully, ram and kurt without a doubt, had to of been that fucking despaired to have got in on with each other once before. if they were ones to spread aid jokes, and rape they obviously couldn't keep their pants on. i wasn't quite connived why everyone was so conflicted, was this really that shocking?

  i was currently sitting on my bed, tapping my foot from boredom. i just was placed on my bed, my legs tangled in the covers while basically curling myself up into a ball. i was absolutely exhausted, and is was only 9:00 pm. i usually didn't go to sleep until about three in the morning, but with all the events that occurred and the lack of rest i had, i felt different.

  my eyes began to get heavy, my thoughts soon starting to escape my mind. before i could fall more into my slumber, my body slightly jumped, glancing over to the window startled. i spotted jason's arms rising the window, him then approaching my room. "dreadful etiquette, i apologize."

   "goddammit j.d., you fucking scared me." i immediately stammered, as he just shook his head letting out a humorous laugh. i rolled my eyes while my hands went out in front of me, motioning him to come closer. "come here." my annoyance going away, as my lip quivered for a moment letting out a slight pout.

  he slowly scurried over, approaching beside me. his head had been placed on the pillow, as he embraced me pleasantly. a soft exhale left me mouth, resting my head on his shoulder. "god, i'm so tired." i spoke, which transformed into a sigh. my fingers twirled around a piece of his hair which looked visible to be jet-black from the lack of light from my room, and the sky from above.

  "yeah, i can see that." he mocked sarcastically, a light chuckle coming from him. "oh shut up, asshole. aren't you ever tired?" i spilled, not being able to be continuing the serious act. "always. i've became used to it though." he responded, his shoulders shrugging.

  "well, i don't believe that the shortage of sleep is quite healthy, jason dean." i murmured, my head moving up to his chest so i was able to get a better view of the boy. "it really doesn't matter, especially by now." he lamented, while i somewhat shook my head in disagreement.

  "like i said, not good." i spoke up, letting out a minor giggle and crossing my arms. i brought my lips up to his, them moving slowly, but passionately. i couldn't help but to give in a slight grin throughout the kiss, we both soon disconnecting.

  his hand slipped into mine, our fingers soon intertwining together. i desperately wanted him to stay, at least just tonight. i had noticed how drained and drowsy he was becoming, and being with his father positively wasn't going to help the correct way. when his father came home late at night, jason had told me he would get aggressive, and i didn't feel as if that was safe. i felt as if he had to do with his lack of sleep, his stress, and him terrified of me coming over. jason had told me some things that weren't so pleasant that his father had done to him.

that morning in the car, it was probably the first time i had seen him take his trench coat off. he had awful marks and scars covering his back, a couple hidden on his arms which all together made me distressed. before we continued our time, i had questioned him about it. he just told me that his father was the one who made them appear, and that's all the information he had given me in that moment. i just shook it off at that time, as we both persisted. i really hoped he left there soon.

  "stay. just for tonight, at least. i don't want to be alone, nor you being injured." i murmured, my soft voice filling up the quiet room. "ivy, i feel as if that's not the best idea. i don't want you getting the impression that i'm throwing myself at you, especially begging for myself to stay." the words escaping in a sincerely tone, as i instantly shook my head not agreeing.

  "you never asked to stay, i offered it to you." i specified, not giving up on my point. "come on, for me?" i urged, my lips forming into a playful frown. he let out a delicate huff, rolling his clouded eyes as they came back down meeting mine. "fine, will that make you happy?" he examined, my eyes suddenly lighting up while nodding my head. "very."

  "alright then, that's all that counts."

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