Is That You?... | Jinkx Monsoon Fanfiction |

Chapter 10:

IVE MISSED WRITING THIS SO FUCKING MUCH JESUS!

Jinkx's POV

"Hey, Manila? Yo!" I started to get impatient as she ignored me.
Finally, a cough and scoff was heard.

"So. Your telling me, that YOU, Jinkx. The lovable little bean drag queen started to throw shit and plates and scream at an 11 year old child because she cried?! And didn't tell you?!?!"
My stomach twisted with Guilt.

Shit my Fucking life shittyballs...

"Yes?.... oh shit."
"Well! I'm on my fucking way to surprise the lil mini jinkx!"
"she's at school."
"Even better! Let's have a fuckkiiinnnn partyyyyy! Oh shit Latrice is home gotta go BYEEE!" The line cut off before I could even say anything.

Jassies POV at school

She pinned me against the wal, spitting in my face.

"I swear! If you ever freaking lie to my boyfriend again! I'll kill you! Just you freaking wait you ugly little freak! And Jinkx Monsoon would NEVER adopt you, you little freak! Your too weird." She released new from the wall.
I shivered and went to walk off when I tripped on her foot and fell, face first onto the 'Caution Wet Floor' sign.

She laughed, spitting in my hair.
"Now, don't lie that like again freakzoid. Your a horrible liar, and your horrible." I stood, my legs wobbling.
She walked past, strutting like a horse.
Zachary walked soon after behind.
Taking gum out his mouth, he wedged it in the side of my hair.

I grunted and knelt down, my knees collapsing.
I tried to wedge the gum out of my hair, only making it worse.
There was a large wet spot on my back from when she threw me on the wet floor.

God damnit...

I felt my head ache with pain, large thuds echoed onto my skull, aching worse.
All my sound just became silent, only echoing.
Laughter was heard.
My vision darkened, everything blurring and turning more black.

Everything went pure black.

Jinkx's POV

"She was found with multiple bruises on her back, a large puddle of water on her back as she was shoved into a puddle. Also found with gum wedged in the top of her hair. Mr Clarkson, her art teacher, found her body frail and unconscious, getting beaten to the bone by a few upper class students." My heart pounced at every movement.
"Does she need to go to hospital?!" I screeched worried as fuck.

"Well, a checkup would be helpful just to make sure that no damage was done to her skull."

"I'm on my fucking way!" I screamed and threw the phone onto the sofa. Still in full drag.
I threw my red heels on, grabbing the car keys and racing out that door like a boss.

"I'm coming Jassie..."