Homewrecker

chapter 13

*Sam's POV*

god I have a headache. we've been playing beer pong for hours, well at least they have. I haven't really wanted to do anything since Jess left. Man I should've told her that I wanted her to be my girlfriend.

"YAAAAAAYYY WE WIN AGAIN" Andrea yelled. it was Andrea and Kian vs Jc and Samantha.

"okay guys wrap it up, go do something in your rooms. I'm not in the mood right now" I said to them all. they groaned. some yelled PARTY POOPER. I glared at them and they went upstairs, leaving me with the mess. the faster I clean up the faster it will get done. I clean up the cups, wipe down and fold up the table, then take out the trash. I come back inside and get ready for another night without Jess. as I change I realize I reek of cigarette smoke and alcohol. usually I don't mind but tonight, I'm just not feelin it. so I jump in the shower, making sure all the stink is off, and got out. I put on cologne in case I still smell and I brush my teeth. right as I was done changing and about to go lay in bed I hear a knock on the front door. I look through the peep-hole and see Dylan and all of his friends except one. should I open it? it might be an emergency. I opened the door and they all piled in. Dylan grabbed me by my collar and pulled me close to his face. good thing I showered. he yelled

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY SISTER" I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion.

"I don't know. why would you think I'd know, isn't she with you?" panic flashed across his face as he let go of me.

"if she's not with you then where is she?"

obviously something happened and she wanted him to think she was here or something. I have to get rid of him so I can try to get a hold of Jess.

"you know Dylan, I bet shes either at Pinkberry or at the park, those are her two favorite places." He looked at me with so much hope in his eyes that I sort of felt bad. He probably fucked up big time.

"thank you so much Sam, maybe I was wrong about you" Dylan said patting me on the shoulder. I nodded as he left on his search for Jess. The second he was gone, I ran to my room and dialed Jess' number. She didn't answer, so i texted her.

Babe are you okay? Dylan just showed up at your apartment looking for you. Where are you?

She read it right away, but she didn't respond. What is going on?

*Isaac's POV*

Its crazy how much Jess and I are alike. We both had asshole dads and no one to protect us. She is honestly so strong.

"Isaac?" her soft voice pulled me away from my thoughts.

"yeah?" I said turning to her. She was wearing a really tight white tank top that you could see her hot pink bra through and short pj shorts. Shit she is so gorgeous My eyes widened when i saw what was in her hands. two shot glasses and a bottle of Kinky.

"that is what you wanna do?" I asked raising an eyebrow. She nodded.

"Okay, what game are we playing?" She smirked and said

"Never have I ever" what ?

"How do you play?" She looked surprised, but explained anyways. So basically you just say something that you've never done and if the other person has done it then they take a shot and explain. She filled both of our shot glasses with the blue liquid. Shes gonna go first.

"Never have I ever gone streaking" she said and I took a shot. she raised her eyebrow.

"truth or dare, 16 years old" I say. this game goes on for a while until she was practically shitfaced. I look at her and say.
"Jess, who was that guy that had his arm around you earlier?"
"oh Sam?" she said and I nodded. "hes my- well were technically not anything." She started to crawl towards me seductively.
"Why do you ask babe" I was honestly kind of surprised by the way she was acting this way, but it was hot. Sam's not technically her boyfriend so why not make a move. She crawled on top of my lap and I attached my lips to her neck, she grabbed my hands and put them on her ass. I squeezed and sucked harder as she moaned in pleasure.  suddenly she got up and started running down the halls. where the hell is she going? I got up and followed her to see her throwing up in the toilet.

"will you come hold my hair please" she said and I walked over and grabbed all of her hair with one hand and rubbed her back with the other. she continued puking for about five more minutes. when she stopped I looked at her and she fell asleep. so I wipe off her face with a tissue and pick her up to bring her to her room. I put her under the covers and walk to turn the light off I hear her say
"thank you Andrea"

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*Jess' POV*

I wake up with my head pounding like crazy. what else is new? Streatching out I look around. this isnt my room? Panic sets in as i scramble to figure out where my friends are. I look over at the night stand and see a family photo.

Wow we all looked so happy back then, even dad- I mean Richard. I refuse to call him anything but his name or a string of profanitys. Why call him that if hes never acted like one?