Under pressure

35: December 30th

Betty's POV

"So, who is doing what tomorrow?" dad asks us, probably wanting to make sure where we'll be.

"Party," Jason says and the boys nod.

"What party?" I ask.

"Fangs'," Jor says.

"You two weren't invited?" Cher smieks at me and Jug.

"We were, but we're not going," he says and I nod.

"What are you planning then?" dad asks.

"Jordan promised to buy us alcohol, so probably eatching movies and getting drunk," I say casually.

"What?" dad and Jor ask in unison.

"I sware I didn't promise anything."

I roll my eyes and giggle, "I don't even like alcohol." I look at Jug, who is smirking, "Where are we going though?"

"That is a supriiise," he says and kisses my cheek. I sigh.

"And then he's taking you to the party," Cher smirks.

I shake my head, "If you think he'll do that, you don't know him."

"The fact that his dick hasn't been in our mouths doesn't mean we don't know him, Betty," Chic says.

"Ewww," Jelly says immediatly and hides her face into her hands.

I show Chic my middle finger and Jug hits his head.

"Jelly, can you go out of the room for a minute?" dad asks with a sigh.

"But-"

He looks at her with this look. She sighs and looks at Chic mdle before she goes out of the room. He chuckles quietly.

"Guys, she's 10 years old, you can't use these words... Or these sentences," he looks at all of us.

"And it' snot like you could use them when she's not around either."

"Yes and next time when you mention my relationship in any way, don't assume what we've done or haven't done. Thank you," Jug says.

"I bet you've done it," Jason smirks and looks at me.

"Yeah Betty, is giving a mouthjob hard?" Jordan asks.

I roll my eyes and grab Jug's hand on the table, so that he'd hold me back from getting mad.

"You know that you're really clingy, right?" Jordan asks, seeing that.

I feel a tear rolling down my cheek while I'm looking at the table.

"Yeah I-" Chic starts, but gets interrupted by Jug.

"Can you all fucking shut up already?" Jug says furiously and looks at me probably as I feel more tears rolling down.

"Hey," he says softly.

I stand up, pushing the chair out from under the table. I start going out from the room, but Jordan grabs my wrist. I look at him furiously.

"Let go of me," I say, tears falling down my eyes. I just wanna get out of here.

"Betty I didn't-"

I pull my hand away from him rapidly and slap him. All of their eyes widen. I go into the hallway fast. Jelly is sitting on the chairs.

She looks at me with widened eyes, obviously in shock.

I run past her, upstairs, into my room and slam the door shut. I basiclly fall onto our bed and cutl up in it, hugging a pillow.