Against All Odds

Chapter 37

~Jess's POV~

"JESSICA HASTINGS EVERYONE."

The bright lights flash in my eyes, hundreds of kids scream, music fills my ears.

I'm living out most of these girls dreams.

"H-hi guys. I'm Jess." I say, slowly smiling.

"We love you Jessi!" A girl yells, following by a few screams.

"I love you too" I say, slightly laughing.

"Whore!" someone else yells out.

I tense up, looking back at Matt, who has his jaw clenched.

But he waves it off, telling me to continue.

"Yeah. I've been called that a lot lately." I say, trying to keep it together.

"But it doesn't matter what anyone says. Honestly. I'm not gonna be that person who tells you 'oh just don't listen to them. They're haters. Your perfect.' Because that's just not the truth. Maybe I am a bitch. Or other things to you guys. And ya know what I'm okay with that! You can think whatever you want. I'm well aware I'm not perfect. But I sure as hell know I'm not a slut, or a whore. You can call me all those names. But I will never own up to them." I finally finish, trying to catch my breath.

Most of the girls in the audience clap and shout, the others roll there eyes with their arms crossed.

"Anyway", I say, starting to smile, " We all want to know who you guys ship. #jash , #jameron , #jaron. The long table closest to the door has 6 tablets. Line up, and click who you ship while we're getting ready for the meet & greet. Thank you all for coming !"

I walk back to all the boys, not wanting to bring up the first thing I said. I'm not a whore... Right?

"That was nice Jess" Cam smiles, patting my arm as he runs into the green room.

"Are you sure you wanna do the meet & greet?" Taylor asks, looking out into the huge line of people.

"I think I'm good" I smile, watching the girls choose a ship name.

I wonder who will be shipped the most?

I skip down the stairs, banging my leg on the side of the stage. Ouch. Fuck. Suck. Ouch!

Of course right where one of my bruise's is.

I limp my way to the meet & greet tables, standing behind one with Cam.

"What's with your leg?" he asks, walking over.

"I hit one of the bruises." I mumble.

"Ouch..." He brushes his hand against my arm, getting ready to meet a bunch of annoying girls.

"LET THE MEET & GREET BEGIN" someone yells, and one girls steps closer to all the boys I love.

"Jess oh my god! your my fav" a girl screeches, hugging me.

"your my fav too! I love you hair" I brush my fingers through her long lilac hair.

"I did it because of your blue! I love it" she smiles as we take the pic.

"What's your twitter?" I ask, getting out my phone.

She turns white and her head lowers to the ground.

"Babe are you okay?" I ask worried.

"Yeah um. It's @/suicidesadness "

At that moment I pull her into a hug, swaying back and forth.