𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 || 𝐳.𝐝.𝐡.

Chapter 5

Jasmine P.O.V

As soon as I stepped in my house, I texted my homegirls.

                               BaD gIrLs

                      [Emily Martinez]

                      [Shayla Cortez]

                      [Jasmine Holley]

Jazz Wazz: WHO'S READY TO TURN UP TONIGHT?

                                                                                              Emmy Pooh: Me, sIs.

                                                                                               Shay Shay: DUH.
Jazz Wazz: Y'all hoes sound bored :( 

                                                                                               Shay Shay: Gurl, ofc not!

                                                                                                 Emmy Pooh: Bish, we CaNt WaIt!

Jazz Wazz: Thas more like it! Hurry up and bring yo asses over! It's almost 7:00!!

                                                                                                  Shay Shay: READ.

                                                                                                   Emmy Pooh: READ.

I know they left me on read because they were coming over. I already set up the couch, all the snacks, the movies, and the music. Before we continue, I'm gonna mention an annoying fact: I live RIGHT next to Zach. That's tuff, huh? We used to be good ass friends in elementary school all the way up to 7th grade. Our parents are still good friends, but I haven't went over Zach's house in a while. I still say hello to little Reese and Ryan ofc, but not to Zach. Hell to the no. And to make it worse: MY bedroom window is RIGHT next to his. That sux...

After setting up a few more stuff, I heard a knock on the door. I looked out the window and saw my beautiful bitches in pyjamas. When I opened the door, we fell into a group hug. When I closed the door, we all looked at each other with that bitch-you-already-know! look. "So what do y'all hoes wanna do first?" I asked, as they looked around. "Let's watch...Nickelodeon?" Shayla suggested. I got a HUGE bag of chips, and turned to Nickelodeon. They were playing re-runs of Full House.

"Oooh, this is that one episode where DJ has to pick who she wants to take to the Backstreet Boys' concert!" Emily said. After like 5 minutes of this shit, we got hella bored. Guyssss, let's play T or D my room, cause a bitch is bored as hell," I said, and they agreed. 

A few minutes later, we were snuggled up in our covers, with our snacks surrounding us. "Okay, who's first?" Shayla asked. She and Emily looked each other and smirked. "Uuuhh, you guys always make me go first! You better not make me do no wild shit." They laughed, and Emily whispered something in Shayla's ear. "Okay Jazz. I dare you...TO TWERK AND PURPOUSELY KEEP YOUR WINDOW OPEN SO ZACH SEES YOU!" I looked at them like were evil little devils, waiting for their next prey. "Yeah, y'all got me fucked up big time. There is no way in hell I'm doing that." "I'll give you $20." "Fine." As I got out of my cover, Emily grabbed her phone and played Act Up by City Girls. (If you know this song, turn uppp) I already started singing that shit, and they opened my windows. They eventually joined in, and we started twerking like nobody was watching. "ACT UP, YOU COULD GET SNATCHED UP!" we sang. We was so turnt, we didn't even see the boys looking at us, with their mouth wide open. When the song finished, we all looked at the window, and my jaw dropped. I was blushing like hell, and the girls were laughing their asses off. "Dare completed. Where is my $20?!" I said, still blushing.

"For that performance, I'll make it $50!" Zach said, while biting his lip. Fuck. I just realized I was in my crop-top, with my pyjama booty shorts. "That all for today folks. Show's ova," I said, while trying to close the curtains, but Emily opened it back up, and smirked. "Why don't we all play T or D?" she said. I mouthed "NO" to her, but the boys were already knocking at my door. I sadly let them in. "This time, none of that that freaky shit. We're sitting where we want, and you guys sit on the floor. Your lucky it's carpet." They obeyed, and I started to losen up. "Hmm...Emily. I dare you to make out with Jonah. No bitching." Her eyes suddenly got wide, and she started blushing. "Awwh, daddy won't bite," Jonah said, making her blush even more.

he took Emily's hand, and led her to my bathroom. While we sat there, I could feel Zach staring at me. I took out my phone, and texted him on IG.

jazzthebhadie: I could feel you staring, creep :(

                                                                                                    imzachherron: got a problem, sweetheart?  ;)

jazzythebhadie: lose the nickname, farthead.

                                                                                                    imzachherron: or what?

jazzthebhadie: I'll kick you where it hurts...I'll chop your balls off and make you eat it...Oh, there are endless possibilities :) 

                                                                                                     imzachherron: Ima call you Jazzy instead.

jazzthebhadie: Okay, you REALLY can't call me that:((

                                                                                                     imzachherron: Why, is it too sexy for you? ;)

jazzthebhadie: Just please don't call me that, okay?

                                                                                                     imzachherron: jazzy, Jazzy, Jazzy, Jazzy....JAZZY

jazzthebhadie: Zach, i hate you :(

I burst into tears, and ran up to my room. I've only told Shayla and Emily why people couldn't call me that. It made me really terrified to have memories like that. Seconds later, the girls bursted into my room. "What happened, hon?" Shayla said, as they both held onto me. "zach called me....J-J-Jazzy." Emily clenched her fist, and a vien was throbbing in her temple. "Oh Hell NAWWWW!" "Em, please calm down!" I said, but she already marched downstairs. I heard yelling, and Shayla went to get Emily. Then I heard Shayla say, "Go find out why, you fucktard." I softly laughed. 5 minutes later, Zach came into my room. "WHY are YOU here??" I said. "Why don't you want me to call you Jazzy? What happened?" His voice was so soft and reassuring. I sighed. "7 years ago, when my Dad was around, I was VERY quiet and reserved. The reason why, is really sad. One day, while my mom was at work, my dad came into my room. he asked me, "Do you want to play a game?" Without knowing, I shook my head yes excitedly. he then said, "my little Jazzy." I noticed he began to unstrap his belt."

I bit my lip so I wouldn't cry. Then Zach held me into his arms. "He came closer to me, and whispered in my ear, "I'm gonna have some fun, Jazzy." He pushed me up against my pillow, and started sexually touching me. It continued for weeks. It then became him starting to finger me, and kiss me. Everyday he did this, he used that stupid, horrifying nickname....Jazzy." When I finished, Zach leaned in to kiss me. Before I knew it, I kissed back. It was slow and passionate. "I'm so sorry. I won't ever make that mistake again." he kissed my forehead, then left.

And I was sitting there, smiling and blushing like an absolute idiot.

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-My loves, sorry I took so long to write this :( Some bad stuff is kinda happening, and im losing energy. Like, right now, my hands keep shaking...Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter! I PROMISE, i will try my best to update more! Remember, tell me what you liked, and vote!

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