Chapter Nine

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    "I'm glad you went out with them." Dad tells me as I pour myself a glass of milk. I'm surprised he's not mad at the fact that it's 1:20am and I just got home. Mom would be furious. "Did you have fun?" He questions.

    "Sure." I say, finishing my milk in only a few large sips. "I'm tired." I don't have the energy to tell him that I was anxious for most of the night.

    "Get some rest, I'll see you in the morning."

    I nod my head and whisper goodnight before forcing myself up the stairs. When I reach my room I can't help but fall in love with the sight in front of me. Violet is laying on my bed, her eyes shut. She looks so peaceful. I've always wanted a dog, but Mom didn't think it'd be a good idea. 

    Quietly, I tiptoe into the room and lightly close the door behind me. Although she acts like one, Violet is not a puppy; she takes up most of the bed. Biting my lip I decide that sleeping on the desk chair for one night won't be so horrible. It's one of the nice black ones that has wheels.

    Throwing off Mallory's tight clothes, I slide into a t-shirt and running shorts as my pajamas. I smile to myself at how comfortable they are. With an audible sigh, I fall into the leather and curl up into a ball. It feels so good to finally be home.

    It's harder to fall asleep this way than I thought it was going to be. I don't want to wake up Violet so I suck it up and start to think about everything that's happened tonight. I wonder if everyone's home yet.

    I was the first one Nate dropped off, most likely because he wanted to get rid of me. I still can't believe I brought up Jack the way I did. I was so inconsiderate. Nate probably thinks I'm a complete asshole. This thought alone doesn't stop me from continuing to wonder about Gilinsky.

    I'm sure Nate dropped Mal, Johnson, and Sam off at their houses before handing the reigns of the jeep to Gilinsky, since it was his. He probably dropped Nate off at his house (where I'm sure the party was still going on), and took Leigh back with him to his place. I shiver at the thought. 

    Why can't I just give Leigh a chance? Why do I have to automatically hate her? Clenching my jaw I change positions in the chair and focus my attention on Violet. Today was my first day in Omaha and I'm already getting myself into shit. 

    I don't know what it is that makes Gilinsky so appealing. I start to think about all the interactions I've had with him tonight and think about us cleaning the dishes together after the food fight at dinner. Thinking about the way he looked at me, the way his voice sounded, and how he smiled causes butterflies to swarm around my stomach. 

    I've probably got a you're-a-guy-and-you're-hot-and-your're-nice-to-me crush on him that will mostly likely fade away sooner or later. I always get those; even if I'm just walking in the mall and I see a cute guy. If he smiles at me I'll instantly remember every detail of his face and daydream about him for a week.

    Hoping that's why I can't stop thinking about Gilinsky, I try to relax myself and fall asleep. 

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Hey guys! sorry this is such a short chapter but it's mostly just for you guys to know how Marley feels about Jack and stuff like that, sort of a filler. But chapter ten is coming soon and I promise it'll be longer than this. If you have any suggestions or advice feel free to share! much love- gilinskyshigh

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