~One Month Later~
We’re in New York and we’ll be here for a week because we are on a small break. Instead of this tour being the best thing that’s ever happened to me it’s the worst. Shawn’s girlfriend came when we were in Virginia and guess who that was; the one and only Savanna Pierce. I’ve been talking to the O2L boys a lot lately and my internet buddy Sam has been getting ruder and meaner every time we talk. I’ve been having on and off bad and good days and today was a bad day. When everyone leaves me alone I think and end up cutting. I stopped wearing shorts all together. We’ve been in New York for a day and a half now and we can’t leave the hotel because it’s raining. I tried to limit contact and interaction with Taylor, Nash, and Matt but that doesn’t stop them from forcing kisses and made another stupid mistake by sleeping with Matt and Nash. Right now Jack and I are sitting in our hotel room watching Netflix while everyone else is in Cam’s, Nash’s, Matt’s, and Taylor’s room.
“What’s wrong?” Jack asked pausing West Side Story.
“I fucking hate myself. I’m a slut who has her heart on one guy and is messing around with three others.” I sighed.
“You’re not a slut okay? They force themselves on to you.”
“Yeah but I don’t push them off. Jay in the past month alone I’ve had sex with three different guys and I’m only 15.” He was quiet like he didn’t know how to respond.
“I’ll go get Shawn, he’ll help cheer you up.” Jack mumbled something else that I couldn’t hear at the end but I let him go.
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*Jack G’s POV*
I couldn’t take it anymore. This past month I’ve told them over and over again to stop the bet and to back off. But do they listen? No, because I wanted no part of it so I have no say. I get to the room where everyone was. I don’t care if Shawn is in there I need to put an end to this and I need to do it now before Jordan ends up killing herself. I knocked on the door loudly until Cam opens the door laughing. I walk past him to see everyone joking and having a good time.
“You guys need to stop this bet right now.” Everyone stopped talking and looked at me.
“Jack maybe we shouldn’t talk about this in front of you know who.” Nash said low key pointing at Shawn.
“No because if we don’t talk about it now and here then you guys aren’t going to stop.”
‘What are you talking about?” Shawn asked. Him, Mahogany, and Jacob shared confused looks on their faces.
“Are you guys going to tell him? If not I will.” They stayed quiet.
“You know that game they normally play when there is a girl and we bet on them to see who wins? Well they’re doing that with Jordan and they have been for the past month. And thanks to you guys she’s in our room feeling like a slut. Aaron and I were against it and Jacob and Mahogany didn’t even know about it. I’ve told them countless times to stop but they don’t listen. I’m the only one who knows this but Jordan self-harms and you guys messing with her isn’t helping at all.” Again everyone said silent like they were thinking.
“What?” I knew Jordan walked in and she either heard everything or the last part of what I said. I turned around to see Jordan with a hurt look on her face. “So I was just part of a game? You three fucked with me and my emotions for the past month and everyone else bet on who was going to win?” Her voice was strained and I could see the look of utter betrayal in her eyes.
“Not everyone put in a bet.” Someone muttered.
“That’s beside the point.” Tears were streaming down Jordan’s face.
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His Little Sister *Completed*
FanfictionTwins are supposed to be a blessing. You try for one and get two. You love them equally. What if one twin out shines the other? Jordan feels like she is the unwanted twin and that everyone favors her brother Shawn over her. Nobody notices her or not...
