Three Shots || Jaden Hossler

8. High

⚠️WARNING: This chapter contains explicit content.
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Rye's Point Of View

"I need your help." Bryce says walking in my room. It wasn't Jaden who knocked my door, I'm the dumbest person in the whole wide world. This is it! I will stop liking him now, before I get my feelings involved and I end up getting hurt. I can't fall for a liar.

"On what?" I ask blankly. "Wow, why are you upset?" Bryce looks at me worried. "I'm not upset." I sigh.

"That's a lie." He proceeds to sit on my bed where I'm laying comfortably. "Anyways, Jazz is really mad at me. I don't know what to do anymore."

"You're seriously asking me for love advice?"

I've only had one boyfriend in my life and that relationship went horrible. My ex is the reason I don't date guys that dance anymore, it was a nightmare. I remember when he broke up with me, Bryce wanted to beat him up but I stopped him. I should have let him, honestly.

"I mean, you're a female. You should know what it takes to win a girl over." He states. He has a point there.

"I would want you to be honest with me, even if the truth hurts me." I say. "Call her right now and apologize."

"She doesn't answer my calls."

"I'll call her."

I grabbed my phone and called Jazz putting her on speaker. She picked up quickly, obviously because she doesn't know I'm with Bryce.

"It's late, are you okay?" Jazz questions full of concern. "Oh, yeah I'm fine but I have someone that wants to speak to you." I tell her.

"If it's Bryce-"

"Just listen." I cut her off.

"Hi." Bryce says but then looks at me panicked. "Just say the truth." I whisper to him.

"Look, I know that what I did today was stupid but I swear I didn't fuck her. We only hung out."

That's not exactly how I would have addressed it but for someone like Bryce that's half decent.

"It made me feel like I wasn't enough for you." Jazz says crying. I don't blame her for getting emotional, girls get like that when we really like someone but let's me honest, Jazz is a huge drama queen most of the times.

Bryce looks at me for help. This may be too cliché for him.

"But you are though, he wouldn't be apologizing if you weren't." I say. This is what my life as being best friends with a fuck boy has come down to, I need to help him apologize because he doesn't know how.

"Well, I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow." Jazz says. Bryce and I cheer silently and high five each other. "Perfect!"

I hung up after we said our goodbyes and Bryce continued to high five me repeatedly and yell in my face; "Thank you! Thank you!"

"I can't lose her, she has a great rack."

"Bryce that's not nice." I smack him as I laugh. I don't expect anything less from him. "Hey, you told me to be honest."

"What's up." Griffin comes in my room. "I heard you guys having fun without us."

"Us?" Bryce and I ask. Moments later Jaden and Anthony walk in. The first thing I notice are those red eyes that match perfectly with Griffin's, following the strong odor of weed coming from the three of them.

"Wait, you guys are smoking without me?" Bryce asks offended. "Let's go to my room, Anthony brought enough." Griffin says to Bryce. "Do you want?" Anthony asks me.