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chapter 17 | jazzlyn

"holy fuck! my head hurts like a bitch!"

i looked around the room, hoping to find some clues as to where i was. red solo cups adorned the carpet floor and next to me lay a boy. after some close examination, he must have been two years older than me. my heart started beating incredibly hard.

"holy fuck. holy fuck. holy fuck. finn oh my god finn." my mind raced yet pounded at the same time as i searched for my phone. "he probably thinks i fucking hate him after ignoring him last night." i whispered to myself.

ten new messages
8 missed calls

"I'm the fucking worst." 

finn

"she's the fucking worst. i mean how dare she have the same name as the girl i'm into. the fucking audacity!" 

i rambled on and on about the new stupid girl. not only was she incredibly attractive, she ALSO had the same name as my future girlfriend. noah stared at me as if i were crazy. crazy for jazzy i thought to myself. 

there was just something different about her. the small giggle she made when i first sang to her or when she said she wanted a relationship like eleven and mike. those were the moments when i knew i wanted to spend my life with her.

call me naive, call me pathetic for believing such impossible dream, but how badly do i want to hold her. i want to hold her in my arms as she rants to me about all her problems. and a random bitch with her same name comes from nowhere.

"wait! what if she's the jazzy you're texting all the time!" noah excitedly expressed to me. i looked at him, mouth wide open. 

"no. that just doesn't make sense. that's a stupid theory. plus the new girl seems like an annoying slut. jazzy is different. jazzy is loud and funny and confident-"

"didn't you say she wouldn't send a photo of herself?"

"that's besides the point! the stuttering mess we saw is not the same as my jazzy. i can feel it noah. i really can. it's like a sixth sense or something."

incoming call from jazzy

the sudden ringing scared me a bit. i made eye contact with noah as he ushered me to answer the phone.

"babe?" i heard her sadly whisper from the other side.

"jazzy?! are you okay? what's wrong? do you need me to fight someone? would you like me to go to you?"

noah hid his laugh from me as i worriedly rambled to her.

"hey hey hey. im ok. everything is ok. i just wanted to apologize for yesterday. im sorry i didnt answer to you. i was just really upset with this guy and i needed to separate myself."

my stomach began to hurt. this guy. i hated him. how could he be mean to my precious jazzy.

"ill fuck him up for you. whoever that guy is, i hate him! he's dumb. also its okay if you didn't respond. i still love you either way."

"finn, please don't say i love you if you don't mean it."

"but i do mean it. i mean it with my whole heart. i just want the best for you and i feel like i could be the best." i heard her scoff once i said that.

"you don't even fucking know me. you dont know what i look like. you don't know who i really am. all you fucking know is the person i put out to be."

she took a deep breath before continuing.

"i pretend to be someone I'm really not and you just eat it all up. you don't fucking know and you say you love me. I'm gonna be fucking honest with you right now, I'm fucking jazzlyn and i get fucking stoned all the time. i mean the night you texted me, i was high! i didn't even fucking remember anything that happened that night. you don't know me. how are you supposed to love me when you don't even know me?" her words started becoming sobs. she yelled into the phone, over and over, "you can't fucking love a piece of shit you don't know."

"jazzy." i stopped as she continued crying. "i- I'm sorry. i fucked up. im- im really sorry."

"fuck you. leave me alone. i don't want to hear from you ever again."

A/N

got some built up trauma that im now adding to the plot. ur welcome ppl. ill be updating more uwu i also didn't revise this lmao