G'S POV
"Are you two good?" Sam asks just as he places the last bag on the trunk.
"Yeah, she just wants to ride with the girls, why?" I reply.
"Nah." He shrugs. "I just don't want you to mess up cause you got a sidechick." He chuckles at the last part.
I roll my eyes at him. "Think Johnson's gonna ride with me and so is Stella."
Nate comes closer and laughs really loud. "Bet Rebecca is tagging along too." He leans on the passenger's door from Sam's car.
Sam joins him laughing. "Poor motherfucker." He comes close and pats the back of my shoulder.
"You guys are so stupid."
"So y'all ready to go?" Mikes comes out of Sam's house.
"Yeah man. So you go with me, Nol and Sam. Johnson and Stella are riding with Jack. The girls are all together." Nate tells him. "But I don't know if Becca's going with the girls." He subtly turns to glance at me. Son of a bitch.
"She's not going with Jackson?" Mike chuckles but he looks a little bit confused.
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BECCA'S POV
"Rebecca don't be such a pussy. Since when are you like that? You used to be a bad bitch. What the fuck is wrong with you?" Stella abruptly says.
"Shit. I don't know!" I say almost shouting. "I don't know. Oh my God." I groan and throw my back to my bed. "I wish I didn't met all of them."
"Becca, what the fuck are you saying?" Stella sits on my bed and caresses my hair. "What's up?"
"Do I go?" I ask and stare into her eyes.
"Yes." She says in an obvious tone. "Don't let anyone intimidate you. Prove him you're more than what he 'thinks', okay?"
I've spent the whole morning debating if I should go to the trip or if I should stay home and take some time to talk with Jackson. The past few days I've been ignoring his texts and he's right to think I'm ghosting him. Thing is, I don't feel as guilty as I should.
Now, having to face Jack and ignore him may hurt because before we even kissed, we were friends. Or at least I considered him one because of the nights we spent talking til dawn and...
"Becca? You here?" Stella snaps me from my thoughts.
"Yeah, sorry." I say. "I'm going. Let me pack." Fuck it.
After packing, I told Stella I needed support and once again I found myself stuck in my own thoughts that seem nothing more than a fucking labyrinth without a way out. Stella is riding with Johnson, who happens to be riding with Jack, who happens to be riding with Nicole which will make my trip a lot worse.
This lonely feeling that gets through me really fucks me up and only contributes to my anxiety. I thank God I have Stella with me and I pray she never breaks up with Johnson because I have no idea what I'd do without her.
I see a jet black Range Rover pulling on the driveway in front of my house. I notice the passenger's window slides down. I go over and Johnson's driving.
"Hey!" He smiles all excited.
"Hi!" I smile back. "Stella is coming. She's just having a talk with my mom." I roll my eyes. I turn to look at the back and Jack is sitting typing on his phone.
"Um." Johnson clears his throat. "Jackers, could you help the ladies put their bags on the trunk?" He asks in a fake british accent.
I laugh at his poor attempt of sounding british. Jack chuckles and locks his phone.
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Best I Ever Had // Jack Gilinsky
Fanfiction"Last night I knew what to say. But you weren't there to hear it." He says with his jaw clenched and with tears forming on his eyes. "What was it though?" I ask. . . . In which a girl, that's not innocent at all, finds herself surrounded by hurt and...
