Escape

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Shaylah's POV

"Shaylah..." Jack whispered seductively.

"Yes, Jack?" I ran my lips across his.

"What're you doing?" He asked.

"What?" I looked up at him. His face was confused. Like he was confused asf.

*daydream over*

"Are you okay? You hand is dangerously low." He looked down.

I looked down with him and my hand was on his thigh. My eyes went wide and I yanked my hand away.

"Hi, Jack!" I said.

"Are you drunk?"

"I-i um, I don't rel-I don't really know. I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I don't know what happened. I just felt bad that Annabelle did that to you and I'm, im sorry I don't know what I was thinking. I-I should go." I grabbed my bag off the table and left Jack. I unlocked the door and just as I was about to open it jack grabbed my hand.

"Shaylah, wait. It's okay." He looked at me with a sorrowful look.

"Okay." I nodded, gave him a smile and left.

I went to find my girls and then remembered that they were with the boys doing everything they can to not get pregnant. But that's none of my business.

I walked out the front door and went to my car. I started the ignition and got a text from Jack.

J- Shaylah are you okay. It's okay. You need to talk to me. I don't want you hurt. You're one of my best friends.

He was right. We've all been friends since kindergarten and then we were separated when my mom and dad got a divorce and he put me in an all girls school.

S-Yeah I'm good. I'm just embarrassed. I'm kinda glad you didn't hear what I was thinking though.

J-it doesn't look like a sound proof room? yeah, you're right, it's not 😉 but when I call you mine, everyone needs to know.

What? I took a double take at that text.

J- it doesn't look like a sound proof room? yeah, you're right, it's not. but i guess it is my closet and everyone is usually admiring it. Lol

How the hell? Where did I get "but when I call you mine, everyone needs to know?"

Jeezus, Shaylah. Calm down, my goodness.

S-they admire it? lol what's to admire about it?

J- good question, but I guess 1. It's clean 2. It's got a couch in it and 3. It's comfy. Just the right spot to get down 😛😉.

S- what do you mean 'get down 😛😉.'

J- haha, you are a little tipsy aren't you? where'd you get that from?

S- oh my goodness, sorry I was texting the girls and accidentally clicked your name. And no...why would I drink and drive. I'm a good girl.

J- maybe too much of a good girl ;)

S- are you flirting with me, Avery?

J- maybe, but I'm just stating the truth. get out for a bit. come have fun.

S- did you not forget my father is a drill sergeant? if he caught me looking like this, or owning anything like this for that matter, he'd kill me!

J- well, I do have to admit. that outfit tonight was very daring of you :) I liked it.