Broken (Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

As I got out of the car I slammed the door shut. I couldn't even believe it that Jack didn't even care a little. He was so heartless but my brain still refused to stop thinking about him. While walking upstairs my mom stopped me asking what happened but I just told her I didn't want to talk and she let the topic go instantly. I was thankful for that. After reaching my room I slammed the door shut and reached down my bed looking for the perfect way to calm me down. I sighed in content as I saw the box laying there as I left it before. Inside it was weed, it made me feel free and like I could breath for freely if that made sense. I took it out and decided to take it out on the porch outside my room. It was already 7 and there weren't much people outside even though it was still not that dark. I set myself down on the chair and lit up the weed before taking one shot of it. I breathed in and breathed out releasing smoke out of my mouth. My mom knew I used to smoke before and I had stopped when I met Jack. But now that I didn't have Jack this was the only thing that helped me. While I was smoking I saw a figure walking on the side walk downstairs. It looked really familiar. After a second I gasped.

"Jack?" I whispered. He was looking up at me. His eyes were wide probably because I was smoking. I then snapped out of the trance. I had to show him he had no effect on me. Blowing another puff of smoke out of my mouth I smiled at him and got up to go in my room.

After all of this happened I finally started crying again. You know the usual; you act tough in front of your ex but cry behind his back like a baby. I was in the middle of bawling my eyes out when my phone rung. Ugh.

"What?" I said annoyed.

"Hey Lucy." Clarissa said slowly as if I was gonna explode. Hell yeah! She was right. I didn't want to talk to anyone or go anywhere where I will see people I know. I wanted to start afresh. See new people.

"What do you want?" I said in the same tone.

"I was calling to ask you if you were okay. You didn't come to school and you're kinda ignoring me."

"I'm fine." I didn't wait for the to reply. I just hung up. I've had enough of this! I was gonna go to school tomorrow and act normal. I finished the rest of the ice cream before going to sleep ready for the next day. Ready to take on Gilinsky.

The next day I woke up annoyed at my alarm clock. I wanted to stab it. After finally getting the strength to get out of the covers I went towards the bathroom to get ready for school. I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower. My outfit was a short black skirt with a white simple crop top. Including a necklace and few bracelets and I had done my makeup better than before. I wanted a little changed so that's what I did. I tried on my other clothes that I never wore and here I am, ready! I smiled in appreciation and walked downstairs to eat breakfast. After I realized my parents weren't home. They went to work extra early.

'Might as well just eat a granola bar.' I thought to myself and that's what I did. Without my parents I never ate breakfast I never understood why I did that either.

After eating my breakfast I walked back up downstairs to take my school bag and then hopped into the car to go to school.

After parking in the parking lot I got out and walked inside the school while swaying my hips. After I reached my locker I opened it and took out my books for my first class. While doing that I was looking around and saw something that tore my heart into pieces. It was Jack. He was kissing another girl. I couldn't take it anymore I slammed my locker shut turning his attention towards me. There were already tears streaming down my face. I walked out of school as fast I could manage to before I drove back home to sulk over him again. Why was it so hard to get over him?

'Because you still love him.' My brain said to me. Do I really?

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