Homewrecker

chapter 14

*jess' POV*
thinking about that asshole really put me in a pissy mood. Checking my phone I see that its about 9:45 am. I bet none of the boys are up. Perfect time. I quickly tie my blue hair into a loose ponytail and as i do i notice a decent sized hickey on the right side of my neck. Where the hell did that come from . I threw on some quick make-up, making sure to completely cover my new-found hickey. I then changed into high-waisted shorts, a sheer grey tank top and a black lace bralette.(see picture) I grab my purse, put on my white converse and head outside for a smoke. I put the stick in between my index and middle finger, lighting it and taking a drag. I sigh after blowing out the smoke, feeling calm almost instantly. Smoking has really helped me cope, in fact I started after Richard became an alcoholic. After he and my mom got a divorce they couldn't exactly split yet because of the fact they couldn't afford separate places. Richard was always at the bar or "working late" aka at a friends getting drunk. Come to think of it my mom wasn't home that much either, she was out with friends or already going on dates. I just ignored it. Dylan barely cared about the divorce, but it crushed me. I cried every night and didn't care about my appearance. That's when i met Andrea, Jenn and all them, they took me under their wing, cleaned me up and boosted my confidence. Still my parents were terrible, so when i finally got my licence i was never home. I smoked cigarettes and weed, drank, snuck out, and broke boys hearts. I was never gonna be a weak little girl again. I dropped my cigarette to the ground and stomped on it before going inside. I got out a monster and sat on the couch, propping my feet up on the coffee table. About 3 episodes of supernatural later, Dylan slumps into the living room, he has dark circles underneath his eyes as if he hadn't slept at all last night. He picks up the milk and smells it.

"Hey Dyl, you don't look so good" I said, laughing a little. His head whips to the side, his eyes widening when he sees me. He runs over to me dropping the milk in the process.

"Oh thank god, I thought you left. Jess im so so so sorry about last night, I dont know what i was thinking" I roll my eyes like i havent heard that before. However this is Dylan, not Richard or Emily (my mother)

"Dont worry about it Dyl im tough I can handle it, wanna go out for some breakfast?" He smiles and says

"Of course, how about you bring that boyfriend of yours? Ill bring Isaac too, it can just be us four" I nodded

"Hes not my boyfriend though" I mumble but he tells me thats hes gonna wake up isaac and get ready. I head to my room to text Sam and put on some purfume. Im suprised Dylan didnt say anything about the smoke smell. I cant be so careless next time, I dont want him or any of the others to find out. I text Sam and tell him to get ready for some breakfast at IHOP in half an hour. I took my hair out if the ponytail and loosely curled it. Sam texted me back saying he'd meet us there. I wonder what car he'll take.
"JESSICA LETS GO WE'RE HUNGRY" I roll my eyes and grab my purse as I head over to the door. Cant wait to see how this ends up.

About 10 minutes later we finally got to IHOP and man was I hungry. As we pull up, I see Sam leaning on- wait is that what I think it is. I unbuckle and jump out of the slowly moving car.
"Jessica what the holy hell are you doing!!" i heard Dylan yell. I rolled my eyes and screamed
"MY BABY" running right past Sam who had his arms wide open ready for a hug, I dropped to my knees to hug my beautiful Harley Davidson.
"Uh babe im up here" sam said fake pouting.
"Oh right" I wiped myself off and leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek, but at the last second he turn his head causing our lips to connect instead. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck loosely and he pulled me in close. His hand traveled down to squeeze my butt and I squealed, he took advantage of that and pushed him tongue into my mouth. I almost thought we we're the only people on earth until I heard a fake cough. We reluctantly disconnected lips and headed inside. Sam reached over grabbed my waist, holding me close as we walked. Man did I miss him. We got seated in a booth in the back right corner. Sam sat next to me as Isaac and my brother sat accross us. Dylan seemed to be glaring at Sam while Isaac seemed to be looking anywhere but at us, me especially. I furrowed my eyebrows and tapped on the table in front of him. I leaned in and whispered
"What's wrong with you" he looked down then back up very quickly, avoiding eye contact and swallowing the lump in his throat. He cleared his throat and stood up abruptly.
"Excuse me for a sec" he mumbled walking away quickly. I turned to Sam, kissing him on the cheek and told them im gonna go check on Isaac. They nodded as I grabbed my phone and rushed outside. God I hope Dylan doesnt murder him.