Chapter Eight:
Leaving the dance I couldn't look Ethan in the eyes. I just held his hand and walked towards his car. I needed to say something but I couldn't find the words. He opened the back door for me while I walked around him to the passenger door. He stared at me as I sat back and shut my eyes.
I felt the seat behind me disappear for a couple seconds as I was pressed into the laying position. He climbed on top of me while I laid here in disbelief. He pressed his lips against mine while I tried to shove him off of me.
"Ethan get the hell off!" I yelled as his hands wandered. "Seriously Ethan get the fuck off of me!" I yelled smacking his chest.
"The fuck is your problem Jordan, I thought you liked it when I did this." He said running his hand down my stomach.
"Don't fucking kiss me with those lips that have been degraded by her lips!" I screamed. He got out of the car and waited for me to get out.
"What are you talking about Jordan?"
"I'm talking about that stupid slut you were screwing in the bathroom! Don't fucking kiss me with those goddamn lips after you promised to be faithful and promised to wait! Don't you fucking dare!" I said shoving him.
"What are you talking about?" He yelled back.
"You and fucking Madison in the damn bathroom fucking each other's brains out." I yelled back.
"You're insane I would never-"
"Fuck you. Don't lie to me! Fuck you and your bullshit!" I yelled again.
He grabbed my arms and pinned them to my side. "Stop fucking yelling at me Mad-" he broke off immediately.
"What did you just call me?" I whispered.
"Jordan." He said slowly. "I said Jordan."
"You were going to say Madison weren't you?" I said.
"No, dammit I wasn't going to call you Maddi why would I call you Maddi?"
"Where did Maddi come from? Last I knew we were talking about Madison."
"Madison, Maddi what's the difference?"
"No one calls her Maddi." I said walking away.
"So what are you dumping me?"
"Yes I think I just did."
"Fine, find your own way back home. At least Maddi didn't make me wait for two damn years!" He yelled as I continued to walk away.
The tears slid down my face as I started the slow trek home in heels, with no back up shoes this was not the best plan. I heard his car start and watched as he drove off without me. I could call my mom, I probably should but I just don't have the heart to tell her what happened.
I heard as another car pulled up along the sidewalk. I flipped them the bird and continued to walk along as they followed. Tears still streaming down my face I didn't even bother to look at the scumbag trying to get my attention.
"Jordan!" I heard. I turned and saw Jacob Tyler's driving along the sidewalk. "Do you maybe need a ride?" He yelled.
I couldn't help the sob that erupted from my chest as he stopped the car and came around to me. He wrapped coat around my shoulders. When had it started raining? After he helped me into the car he ran around to his side and started driving.
"I would ask if you are ok but I already know that answer. Should I ask what happened? Or should I let you be?" He said putting a hand on my shoulder.
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