Written In Ink

Chapter 3

Here goes another update by yours truly! Let me set the scene for you: nightsky_31_ and I having a sleepover, staying up all night writing for u guys, fueled entirely by coffee and birthday treats. Lots of midnight arguments 😂 -GB5
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Jacob's POV:

Beep Beep Beep
Ughhh, I don't wanna wake uppp.

Beep Beep Beep
"Shut up!" I grumble. (AN: Evan anyone? No? Okay 😔)

Beep Beep Beep
I fling out my arm, knocking the extremely irritating alarm clock off of my nightstand. I lay back down to try and sneak in some more minutes for sleep.

Beep Beep Beep
"Ugh", I grumble, rolling out of bed and onto the floor. (AN: This is a perfect representation of me in the mornings 😂)

Eventually, I manage to pry myself off of the floor, throw on a hoodie and jeans, grab my backpack, and get out of the door and off to school.

On the way, my mind wanders to Ellie. I never really saw what she looked like. She could be transgender for all I know. (AN: No offense to the LGBTQ community! nightsky_31_ is a part of it and y'all are awesome!) Maybe I could see her at some other point, and actually connect a face to her voice.
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I was trying to figure out why there's letters in math but not numbers in language arts when the loudspeaker cracked awake. "Can we have Jacob come to the office please?"

"Sure thing!" said Ms. Amber, the only teacher that doesn't hate me for my ADHD.

I walked into the hallway confusedly, wondering what I did this time, when my soulmate mark began to itch. A lot. I began to scratch it feverishly, trying to sooth the annoying tickle on my neck.

Naturally Mrs. Medina, the teacher who hates me most of all, walked by at this moment. She gives me a look, that look that says 'could you get any weirder?' and I freeze. Yep, great day so far.

Eventually, I make it into the office. They must've found my candy stash in my locker. Is that against school rules? Great, now I'm about to be expelled! Another great way to start the day! Now, I'm really gonna get it when I get home.

I go to sit down, lost in thought, and what do you know! Once again, I sit in someone's lap. They push me off before I have the chance to move. "WHAT IS YOUR-" she yelled as I flinched back slightly, rapidly apologizing. She froze staring me down.

"Lapdancer?" she says.

I freeze, "Ellie?"

It only took about 5 seconds for us to burst out laughing. I fell to the floor in mirth, and she laughs at me so hard she begins to snort. Now we're both on the floor, tears streaming down our faces dying of laughter.

"So I see you two have gotten to know each other," says the office lady (AN: or OL cause I'm lazy).

Finally having calmed the laughter Little Miss Snorter and I share a look. "You could say that," she says with a smirk.

"Jacob will be showing you around today," says the OL,"y'alls schedules are almost identical." I notice Piggie mumbling under under her breath. OL hands Ellie her schedule before walking out.

"So, are you gonna take me to class or what?" she says with a smirk.

I stand and open the office door for her, bowing dramatically. "Right this way Piglet," I say. She goes to smack me lightly on the head, but I dodge reflexively. We laugh, as I say,"Welcome to Summeridge High School. Otherwise known as hell on earth."
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Somehow we made it to the end of the day with no problems. We were silently walking out when my 'letter- math and number-language' question came back to me. Naturally, I asked her about it. We had nothing else to talk about anyway.

"There is numbers in language arts, doofus," she laughed.

"Oh, I forgot."

"Your going to do that a lot, aren't you? Say the most random things?"

"Oh, yeah, probably. I have ADHD." She looked at me for a second, before nodding.

"Okay then," she says smiling, "I could get used to that. One of my best friends is the same way."

We share a smile before falling back into silence. Then, mark with terrible timing decided now was the right time to itch like crazy. Cue me looking crazy.

"You good?" said Piglet, probably afraid for my mental health.

"Y-yeah," I managed cheeks burning. Thankfully, my soulmate decided to stop torturing me, so I let my hand fall to my side once again.

Ellie sighed and rolled down her sleeve as we got outside. She handed me her phone looking at me expectantly. I stood there confused. Did she get tired of holding it? I'll never understand woman.

"Your number, Jacob!" she says as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh, whoops," I say, putting my number in and handing her back her phone. Unlike me, she doesn't just stand there like a doofus, when I gesture for her to put her number in my phone.

We take a goofy selfie of her leaning against me, while we stick out our tongues. Her short brown hair with that fades into a dark purple against my dark brown strands, her blue eyes bright and happy.

I find myself smiling on my way home. An actual, real life smile. Regardless of the fact that Father will be there to wipe it off my face as soon as I walk in the door.

When I got home, I tried to sneak up to my room unnoticed. It didn't work.

"BOY! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!"

Crap, my report card must have come in. I rush downstairs to find my Father in the kitchen shaking with rage. And what do you know, he's holding my report card.

"A 69! A GODDAMN 69! YOU THINK I WORK MY ASS OF FOR EACH DAY, FOR YOU TO GET A 69!" He backs me up against the wall, practically spitting in rage. I flinch back.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I really am t-trying."

"Trying my ass! Now you're really gonna get it!" Crap, I should have just kept my mouth shut.

He grabs me by the shirt and throws me to the ground. After a seemingly endless amount of kicks and punches, I feel myself lose consciousness.

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When I woke up, it was dark outside. Wincing, I pushed my self off of the floor and limped upstairs. In my room, I peeled off my bloody clothes and examined myself in the bathroom mirror.

I'm covered in bruises and scars from my chest down. The purple and yellow hues in start contrast the normalcy of my face. It's funny how easily people are fooled by a smiling face.

The tears start falling as I slip to the ground. I deserve this. It's my fault moms gone. Maybe if I wasn't such a pathetic excuse for a son, she might still be here.

I run my over my the black tattoo on my collarbone. EJJ. Whoever EJJ is, I hope their happy. I've been waiting my whole life to find my soulmate. I'll suffer through this hell as long as I have to, if it means they can be happy.

I throw on some fresh pajamas and snuggle under the covers of my bed. Maybe when I wake up, things will all be different.

I fall asleep to the image of mouse brown and purple hair and blue eyes.
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So, whatcha think? Sorry for the cussing. I don't cuss so it was awkward to write, but it felt like it matched the character of Jacob's father best.

I wrote the first half of this chapter last night. nightsky_31_ and I tried to write as much as possible yesterday. I'll try to update at least once a week from here out. Thanks for reading and tell me your thoughts!😇 -GoldenBadger5