Bipolar

Chapter 5

A/N: the picture is of Jade's dress.

[ Jade ]

"Are you crazy?!" Harry yelled at me and I backed away from him feeling scared, no, more like terrified. "I-I-I" I stutter. "Spit it out!!" He yells and I feel tears coming to my brim of eyelids. I feel bad for Bethany because she probably has to deal with this everyday.

"She was crying." I say and he cackles throwing his head back letting curls fall on to his shoulders loosely. "I don't fucking care! She's a big baby like you!" He says and I stay quiet not wanting to anger him anymore. "I'm not." I whisper and he smirks. "Oh really?" He whispers cocking his head to the side.

"You're a fucking liar!!" He practically screams at me like a possessed demon making me widen my eyes and step back. His voice has never been that loud and deep when I've been with him. "Stop. Harry, stop!" I begin sobbing and push him away. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." I cry as I run out the door. Everyone stares at me in shock and sympathy.

I hate Harry so much.

I get home and realize Hanna and David are out probably buying clothes, like always. I swear if David wasn't with Hanna I would have thought he was gay. I walk up to the house and go inside slinging the grocery bags on to the counter and sobbing again. Harry is so mean, I swear to god. I want to kill him, but also kiss him. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I pull out of my clothes when I get downstairs to only be in my undergarments. I lay in bed and cry thinking back at what happened in his office.

I fall asleep when I couldn't hold my swollen eyes open any longer. I was tired, angry, humiliated, depressed, hurt, what else could I possibly feel?

I wake up panting not knowing where I am, what time it is, and who I am. I sigh realizing I'm still in my bed under the blankets. I roll over to grab my phone to check the time. 4:39 am. Why am I up so early? Oh, probably because I went to sleep at like five in the afternoon.

I get up feeling as if I have had too much sleep, I don't know how that's possible, but I don't question it. I turn my tv on and watch a recording of Ratatouille, one of my favorite movies.

I turn on my lamp quickly to relax my fear of the dark. I sigh and go upstairs to make a cup of tea, when I open the door letting me out of the basement, I saw David kissing a boy. Oh my god. "But-but you, you're..Hanna. What?" I blabber and the two guys stare at me in shock.

"Jade, shit. Don't tell Hanna, please!" David said in a rush as he ran over to me. "But.." I whisper looking at the man with blue eyes and dark, quiffed up, brown hair. "Jade, please." He whispered and I nod slowly. "You'll have to tell her eventually." I say quietly and he nods quickly. I'm so confused. Part of me knew that David was gay, but he was with Hanna, but why? That's what I want to know.

"I know, I know, I know." David says and hugs me. "Thank you, Jade." He smiles and kisses my cheek. "Uh.. you're welcome." I say weakly and go to the kitchen watching them carefully.

I make myself a cup of tea and go downstairs ignoring David and that boy talking on the couch in hushed tones.

Wait, why were they even up so early? There are so many confusing things going on right now that I might lose my mind. And where's Hanna?!

I shake my head as I sit in bed making myself finish the of animated movie. I couldn't concentrate though because of Harry, that was supposed to pick me up in like seven hours.

It was now about ten o'clock and that boy is gone, thank god, he was making me nervous that Hanna might see them. I don't think she did though because this morning everything was fine.