Shattered & Broken

Chapter 8

"Come in" i answer to the knocking on my door.

"Your mom let me in" Jack says.

He looks down at my wrists and sighs.

"Are those new?" He asks and i dont reply.

"Im really sorry, Trin" he says hugging me as i sit there like a statue.

He leans over kissing me.

"I dont think i can keep this up anymore" i say.

"Keep what up?" Jack asks.

"This whole happiness act! Pretending everythings fine when its not! My biological family, my mom, nothings fine!" I cry.

He holds me, wiping away my tears.

"Your the only thing saving me" i say.

Then he passionately kisses me. Then i realized something.

I really do love Jack Gilinsky.

He takes my arm and kisses the scars.

"I love you" i say and he smiles.

"I love you too" he says.

"Why are you dressed all fancy?" I ask him.

"Because i wanna take u somewhere" he says.

"Does this mean i have to get fancy too?" I sigh.

"I mean i guess not if u dont wanna go" he says.

"No, i wanna go" i say getting up.

I walk into my closet and scroll through all the clothes.

I pull out a tight strapless black heart dress.

"This ok?" I ask and he nods. I go into the bathroom, changing into the dress.

I then do my makeup and straighten my hair.

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"A night club?" I ask, laughing.

"Thought maybe it be a good idea to get ur mind off everything" he says.

"Your lucky i have my fake id with me" i say as we get out the car.

We walk in and my ears already hurt from the pounding music.

"I didnt know you were a party type of person" i say to him laughing.

He shrugs.

"Cmon, lets dance" he says taking my hand and taking me on the sweaty dance floor.

The song that comes on is Find You by Zedd. Luckily, club dancing is the only kind of dancing i know how to do.

We start to dance as he pulls my body into his. He wraps his arm around my waist. I move my hips, barely noticing him placing one hand on my thigh. I stiffin and he removes it.

"Sorry babe" he says.

"No, i like it" i say taking his hand and putting it back.

We dance a little longer then we go get a drink. We sit in two empty seats and order our drinks.

"I thought you couldnt dance" Jack says to me.

"I never said i couldnt dance, i just said i couldnt slow dance" i smirk.

We sip down the drinks and i already feel the alcohol go through my body.

"I wanna dance again" i say taking his hand.

This time, he places his hands on my ass and he pulls me in. I smirk and start to grind on him. I wrap my arms around his neck. I feel him harden against me ass he grips me. I roll my head back and grind on him harder.

"Were practically having sex on the dancefloor" i laugh.

"Your right, lets go back to my place" he says and i smile.