The Lost Girl (dumping ground)

chapter 3

I went back into Jordans room in a hoodie, jeans and my hair in a messy bun.
"You're gonna change before everyone comes right?" He asked.
"no, I'm not planning on drinking or anything, I'm not even meant to be here."
"Uh, you're going to drink and you're gonna change."
"Jordan I have nothing to change into, I didn't bring my entire wardrobe, I wasn't planning on staying."
"Well go home and change!" He said raising his hand towards me.
I moved my head and gulped,"...I'll text Alex to bring me clothes"
"good."
I picked my phone up and looked at all of this missed calls. 10 from May-li, 10 from Scott, 20 from Jack, 30 from liam, 15 from Alex, 5 from Tyler and 2 from Jody. I was quite surprised that Tyler and Jody had rang, especially since me and Jody had only just had a fight. I ignored all of the phonecalls and text Alex.
Jess- Alex, I'm in Jordans can you bring me a top.

Alex- Nope your mess

Jess- Please Alex, he's scaring me

Alex- Scaring you?

Jess- He went to hit me, just bring me the top that's on my bed.

Alex- I'll be there in 5

Jess- Thankyou

I put my phone down and looked at Jordan, "He's gonna bring me a crop top."
Jordan kissed me, "Sorry, I shouted."
I nodded at him, "It's okay, I really don't want to drink tonight."
He sighed, "fine."
I was gonna end up drinking with him because I always did even if he didn't make me. If was one of them stupid things that I couldn't help but do. As much as I didn't want to go back home, even though I didn't  actually know where that was at the minute, I was hoping Alex would bring an adult with him. I was wrong though, after sitting on Jordans bed for 10 minutes Alex got there. I looked out the window and no car pulled up outside, I sighed and shortly followed Jordan downstairs. I stood behind him, me and Jordan had this order I guess. He was in charge, of his friends, in charge of his year group and most importantly incharge of me.
He throw my top at me, "Change." he demanded.
I nodded at him and ran upstairs, after I got changed i sat on his bed. I looked at my phone and noticed I had even more missed calls from Jack. I couldn't keep ignoring him so I text him.
Jess- I'm safe x

Jack- Jess where are you!

Jess- It doesn't matter I'm safe, I promise I'll go back soon X

Jack- I'm trusting you with this once, you better go home tonight

I did get drunk, I got very drunk, but it was nothing new, it wasn't even forced by Jordan, people started drinking so of course I drunk, it was one of them things. I woke up at 6 with a banging headache, the thought of school made me feel even worse, school with a hangover the worst combination. I layed in bed for a while and just thought. The first thought that came to my head was how the hell did I get home and the second one was how am I in my room. I sighed and stood up, the room spun and I thought I was gonna pass out but that was a feeling I was used to by now. All you have to is just stand still for a few seconds. I pulled my school uniform out of the wardrobe and put it on before going downstairs. I was like a zombie. I had no make up on and I'd quickly put my hair in a bun. I sat at the table next to Alex who had a lot more energy than me.
"How did we get back." I slurred.
"Well, I only stayed for an hour, so I walked back, you wouldn't come with me tho, so I don't know how you got back." Alex replied.
"the cops brought you back." Scott said sternly.
I looked up at him and sighed.
"Just eat something to sober you up cause you're going into school whether you like it or not."
The table went dead silent and nobody actually spoke. I picked up my phone after it vibrated on the table s few times. I had multiple messages, the first ones I looked at were from Jack, and it was just him lecturing me, then I opened the ones from Jordan, these were a little harder to understand considering I didn't remember anything from the night before.
Jordan- How's your wrist? Xx
Jess- ?? Xx
Jordan- You don't remember do you, look at you wirsts, you sent me photos of them last night. Xx

I looked down at my wrists which had multiple cuts going across them, I was clueless as to what they were, I hadn't done them myself and I knew Jordan hadn't. Then a video came through.
I played it. It was me. Except I wasn't myself. I was fighting. I wasn't fighting a kid. It was a cop. I turned my brightness up on my phone because it was pretty dark. It was definitely a cop I was hitting. I kept watching the video even though I didn't want too. You could hear Jordan shouting at a cop but it was too muffled to hear properly, but it was definitely him. Then the reason my stomach had been hitting came into show. I practically got thrown against a police car and got handcuffed. That explained all of the little cuts across my wrist. I'd resisted arrest enough for the handcuffs to move across my wrist. I looked closer into the video. The cop was Jack's mate. I turned the video off, I had no idea that had happened the night before. The next thing I did was text Jack, I really needed to apologize to him.

Jess- I'm so sorry, Jordan just sent me the video, I didn't know I did it xx

Jack- Now you see why we don't want you with him!

Eventhough, it was a text message I could still hear how angry he was.

Jess- If won't happen again, I'm sorry, I didn't realise how drunk I got, you could tell I didn't know what I was doing.

Jack- I'll be round later. We'll talk properly! You're lucky I've persuaded him not to press any charges.

Jess- sorry

I gulped and put my phone into my pocket, and did speak to anyone.