Tortured Love (An O2L fanfiction)

Chapter 1

I walked into my room and plonked myself on the bed, staring at the ceiling and twiddling my thumbs, holy shit I was bored. I thought about calling Kat but she'd most probably be with her 'beautiful, sexy, amazing' boyfriend again.

Sigh.

So I decided to blow the stereo speakers instead, especially since I was the only one home. I rolled off the bed and landed with a thump on the floor, I crawled towards my stereo because I was too damn lazy to walk and pressed 'shuffle' on my IPod. The beat of the song gave me the motivation to pick myself up off the floor; I started screaming my lungs out at the words and throwing in my special dance moves, looking like a retarded dancing cat or something.

Yeah, I'm a little weird but whatever, not like I give a shit.

"Chillin' on the West Side, playing my song

Got that kia soul with my cheap shades on

Gonna run right through the night

Jump off the gate, fall to the ground

It don't matter still hitting this town

Oh it never felt so right

Tonight we're running around the boulevard

I couldn't know, I couldn't ask for more

So sick and tired of staying up to see the break of dawn

Everybody's taking shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn

Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups

I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what"

My phone in the back of my pocket vibrated ferociously. I pulled it out angrily, who dares to disturb my sexy jamming sesh? They better be ready to face the consequences, coz shits about to hit the fan.

Kat is calling...

I sighed and ignored her call, shoving the phone back into my pocked and picking up where I left off.

" I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what!" I screamed at the tops of my lungs, thrusting into the air like a mad woman.

My phone just continued to vibrate, Jesus Christ this better be important, I pressed pause on the stereo and answered the phone.

"Well it's about bloody time you twat, why didn't you answer the first time?" Kat my so lovely best friend yelled into the phone, she was trying to act all serious but I could hear the laughter behind her words.

"I was uh...doing...nothing..." I laughed into the phone.

"You were jamming out again weren't you? You're a idiot Jade, you need to get a life, I swear." She pissed herself laughing; she knew me well, what could I say?

"Oi, please, I'll do what I want." I replied.

"There are only three things you do Jade. Sleep, eat and be a retard but that's not the point, I'm ringing you for a reason idiot."

"And why is that?" I asked.

"I want you to meet my boyfriend today." I could practically feel her smiling as she talked about him.