Unanchored: Inspired by Demi Lovato (book 1 of the unanchored series)

18. ⚓️

"Porc?" I got up from the curb and stood up, looking this guy up and down, because he had me fucked up seventeen different ways. "Where the hell have you been?" I said, punching his shoulder.

He showed a grimace of pain on his face. "Ow, that really hurted."

"No, shit. I wanted it to hurt." I shoved the cigarette back into the pocket of my denim jeans. "Why did you disappear on me like that?"

He shook his head, "I don't know."

"You don't know? God, you're such a weirdo." I laughed. "I missed you, man. Where did you go? I tried to call and text you but...you never responded." I sadly said. Even though I "bullied" Porc and insulted him, I still cared about the dumb-dumb.

He licked his lips, looking down and then reverting his eyes back up to my face. "Listen...Jade. I need to tell you something." Oh, God. No more surprises. Please, God, no. I can't take another secret.

"Okay. Well, don't just stand there. Spit it out, before I die of old age." I said, running my fingers through my hair.

He scratched the back of his neck  and soon as he was about to tell me, he looked behind me and he immediately stopped talking. Damn it. Demi, Emma, and Michaela must've followed me. Oh, for fuck's sake. I turned around to see them looking for me, but they couldn't see where I was. I quickly pulled Porc back into the corner. "Look, forget about them. Just tell me what you wanted to say." Porc opens his mouth to speak but he hesitates and shakes his head.

"You know what." Porc says, grabbing my hand and reaching for something in his pocket. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Would you just give me a second and stop being so stubborn?" He complained, taking out a pen and writing down an address. I looked at it sideways, turning my neck around. "99 Cherry Pop Drive? What kind of place has an address that references stretching a girl's hymen?" Porc chuckled, putting his pen back in the pocket of his jeans and pointing to the address. "Meet me here at 7:00. I'll tell you everything." He says, walking away into the alley like he had just dumped someone's body in the garbage. I need to get the fuck out of this alley before I get kidnapped. Then again, I am a little paranoid because recently, I have been watching Criminal Minds and need I mention, that that show is dabomb.com, but it also has me watching my back 24/7.

I think there's nothing wrong with a girl being paranoid in a parking lot or an alley because girls have a right to be. Hell, you know how many people get kidnapped in a parking lot. A fucking lot and it really boggles my mind that some people don't even see when the person is getting kidnapped. Like, maybe if you weren't so busy putting your goddamn groceries in the back of your trunk, you'd know that I was getting kidnapped by some Jeffrey Dahmer looking creep.

"Wait! What am I supposed to wear?!" I yelled and he turned around, smiled, and didn't say anything. Who, even, does that? Someone asks you a question and you just smile. Sounds like he didn't hear one fucking word that I had just said because I do that all the time. I did that for freshman orientation, a teacher who worked at the school at the time asked me "What homeroom I was in?" because two weeks before orientation, I had received a letter from the school that had my teacher's name, schedule, homeroom, and etc. And my dumbass smiled and answered, "Yes." Then I just walked away because I didn't want her to say anything else, that might've made the conversation anymore awkward.

"Oh, thank God. Jade, you're okay?" a voice spoke. I turned around to see Emma. "Yes. Why wouldn't I be?" I asked, curiously. "Nothing, we just thought something might have happened to you, that's all." She said with a frown. Demi and Michaela were also frowning at me, as if I had done something wrong. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Demi asked, touching my chin, as if she was my mom, acting all concern. I took her hand away from me and I looked at the ground. I gulped, sighing and scratching my head. "Mick." I called to Michaela and she said, "Hmm."