Tough Guy Dies (bad boy Jack Johnson fanfic)

Chapter Five

I swing my locker open with much difficulty, may I add. I go to my next subject, math. I hold my heavy necessities against my chest and dodge the passerbys as I walk down the hallway. Near the end of the hall, Jack Johnson turns the corner. I glance up at him, but he looks at the wall beside him like its gold.

I sigh. I feel like he's been ignoring me ever since the night he got into a fight. I should have known, though. He would lead me on, then drop me like he was holding acid. I became a victam, I know it, but I feel like he's different. You  thought he was different.

I sigh again. They're begining to feel like breaths.

I was about to go turn into math class, when fingers grip my arm and pull me to the sides. "Ow, Lilly!" I say when I realize who it was.

She chuckles. "Sorry."

"What do you want?"

"We need to talk. Come to my house after you visit your grandma, okay?"

"Wait, what do you-"

"Bye, Riley!" She closes her locker and walks away. "See ya later."

I breathe out a, "yeah," and hesitantly walk into my math class.

***

"Hey grandma!" I close the white door and sit next to her bed in the chair I've sat in far too many times.

"Hey, sweety. How was school?" She cracks a grin that makes her look ten times healthier.

"It was fine. I got my test back in political studies," I tell her.

"Oh, how did that go?" Her voice perks up.

"Eh. I got a 79, but he didn't even go over half the topics, so a lot of people failed." 

She chuckles, followed by a rough cough. "Well, at least you passed," she says. I smile, but then sigh. I just can't get Jack off my mind. "What's wrong, dear?" She reads me.

I breathe in the scent of medication and hope, thinking whether I want to tell her. "Well there's this boy, Jack," I smile at the mention of his name. "We got kinda close, I guess, but now I feel like he's ignoring me. And I just...I don't know what to do."

I put my head in my hands, my elbows resting on my knees. I feel my grandma grasp my arm and pull it away from my face. "If he's not willing to fight for you, then he doesn't need you, sweety. I was quite the eye catcher, you know," she winks and pulls a pose in her bed. I laugh and nod.

"Alright, grandma. I will remember that," I say and she chuckles. I glance up at the clock and catch the time. "I gotta go, gram, but I'll be back tomorrow."

"Well where else would you go? You are lacking quite the life, young lady," she jokes.

I act hurt and say,"I am the funnest person ever, and you know that!" She laughs and I say my goodbyes.

***

"Lilly! I'm here!" I shout as I go up the steps. Her mom knows it's me, so I enter freely.

"Alright! I'm in my room!" I hear her call back. I find her door and I open it.

"Hey," I drag out.

"Why hello there. Come sit." She pats the spot next to her on her bed and I sit.

"What did you want to talk about?" I get strait to the point. I don't want to dilly dally today.

"Is anything going on with you and Jack?"

I widen my eyes. I try to form words, but a bunch of nothing comes out. "No," I spit. She gives me a skeptical look, and I shoot one back at her. 

"Are you sure? 'Cause Gilinsky and Jake think otherwise." Jack Gilinsky is Jack Johnson's best friend. Everyone calls him by his last name, even teachers.

"What?" I question her to continue.

"Well, Gilinsky was talking to Jake, 'cause, y'know Jake's locker is right next to mine, uhg," she makes a disgusted face. "And Gilinsky was saying how Jack was always talking about this girl, so Jake asked who, and he said you. Then Jake was blowing up about how, 'He can't have her,' and, 'She is mine,'" she tries to immitate a man's low voice and I giggle. "So yeah. That happened."

I wrinkle my forehead and try to process everything she just said. Me and Jake broke up months ago. I am most certainly not his. "When did this happen?"

"Like, last week. Friday-ish maybe?"

That's the same day Jack fought Jake.

"Wow," I breathe out and rake my fingers through my hair.

"What?" She asks.

I tell her about the night I found Jack, leaving the parts out that happened after the power went out.

"Wait so they fought, and you saw Jack, and went to his house?" I nod. "Well that explains why Jake looked liked shit today."

Memories of Jack's blood dripping face come to my mind and I shake my head. "Jack looked worse."  

Lilly hums and I lean back. Now that I know what Jake still thinks, I need to know what Jack thinks. I still don't know what Jack thinks, which leads me back to why he's ignoring me. I text him, but he never replies. Even in school, it's like I'm in camouflage and my backdrop is grass.

I don't know why I feel this need to know the insides and out of Jack, but he's a mystery that I'm willing to investigate. I need to go to his house and sort this out before I drop the case. I need to know, out of all the people Jake hates, he would go after Jack.

I need to see Jack, as much as he doesn't want to see me.

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So if you were ever wondering (probably not) what Riley's hair is, it's ombre. So she's ellen paige with ombre hair. Yeah.

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