ecstasy. || jeffmads (DISCONTINUED)

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A/N: Okay 😂 some of y'all were stressing af about James and Lafayette in the previous chapter. Firstly, calm your balls/tits/rainbows. What's this book about? Just keep that in mind lmao.

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Once I got back home, I was going to go straight to my room as usual. However, upon approaching my bedroom, outside the shut door stood Nelly, seemingly hiding something behind her back, and wearing the cheekiest smile I'd ever seen her put on.
"Heyyy, Jamesss." She purred. Oh hell, I thought. I sighed and crossed my arms.
"What is it, kid?"
She just giggled and averted her gaze to over my shoulder. What was her problem? I honestly had no time for games at this point in time, sighing.
"Nelly Madison Junior. Time."
She rolled her eyes,
"Alright, alright," she began, taking her arm out from behind her back and handing me a black round-ended rectangular-shaped box, approximately fifteen centimeters long, "mom said to give this to you."
I took the object, frowning as I did, not even trying to guess what it was because I didn't care at that moment.

"What the hell is it?" I asked, the girl giggling again.
"All I'mma say is... open it and you'll see." She told me, winking before literally skipping off. What the hell was that supposed to mean? I just sighed again and opened my door, going in. I put my backpack down then looked at the box. It began to look familiar. I did as expected, and opened it. It wasn't a box, it was a case. A glasses case. I just blinked as I pulled the spectacles out. They were framed black and grey, the very frame I'd chosen the day before. I put the case down and examined the pair of spectacles I held. They looked so new and shiny. Harmless as all hell. Then, I did the only thing I could do next, and put them on my face, walking towards the mirror. I reluctantly looked up. Oh sweet Virginia.

I looked like a dork.

I removed them immediately, putting them down on the dressing table. I blinked a couple of times, trying to see right again. There was no way I was wearing those things out in public. Especially not at school. Nope. Never. I put them back in the case and set the case down. I wasn't touching them again.

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I pushed my glasses up as I scribbled in my sketch book. I told myself I'd draw a little before going to bed. It'd been nearly an hour, and I was exhausted. I sighed and set my pencil down with the others, staring down at the new drawing of Jayden I'd just created. I couldn't stop staring at him. I stared for a few more minutes. Oh shit, I thought, finally figuring out who it was that he resembled. I blinked. No. I told myself, pausing to look at him again. No, no, and three times no. I refuse. Nope. I thought, closing the book and leaving.

After turning the lights off and getting into bed, I just lay there, staring at my phone which sat on the nightstand. I had the urge to pick it up and text a particular person. But I didn't want to. Although I did. I had been debating with myself in my mind for over twelve minutes. But I knew that if I didn't do it, it'd keep me awake until I did, and therefore... I did it.

J. Mads: So, I got your apology.

He didn't text back for a few minutes, but eventually did.

Mystery Dude: okay, and?

I frowned at that response. I'd expected a different one. Didn't know what kind, but not that.

J. Mads: Well, firstly, what are you apologizing for?

Mystery Dude: uh, well, you see... what happened was not meant to happen.