With You // J.G

Chapter 20

Gabrielle's POV

"Gabrielle..." My eyes shoot open. I see Jack standing to the side of my bed. "We have to go to school." I pull the blanket over my face until he leaves. I just want to skip today. I don't think I'll be getting away with skipping anymore because I'm living with the secratary of our school.

I crawl out my bed and stumble over to the dresser. Katherine gave me some of Jack's sisters' clothes because (1) I didn't have much clothes to begin with and (2) his sisters are both at college now. It's not they'd need the clothes they left behind. I throw on a sweatshirt that says, "Michigan" on it. I think it was Laura's and she left it behind from one of her last visits; I don't really know. I slip on some of my own leggings and my old black vans. The leggings are small on me. They're supposed to be ankle length but now, they're up to the upper half of my shins.

I grab my bag and walk out of the room. I haven't gotten used to calling it my room. Mainly because it's not my room. It will never be my room.

Once I get into the living room, I see Jack on his phone and Katherine getting ready to head out the door.

"C'mon guys." She motions for us to go out to the car. Jack sits in the passenger seat while I sit directly behind him. The whole car ride is silent.

When I walk into school whispers begin. I guess there are rumors going around that Jack and I are dating. He must love that. But to be honest, I'm not very fond of it either.

I hate society because we all have this idea drilled in our brains that other peoples' lives are their buissness. There's so much wrong with society today. For example, perfection. Everyone thinks perfection is looking skinny and caking their faces with makeup to look like a Victoria's Secret model. It lowers so many girls' self-esteem. Everyone thinks that just because someone isn't as fortunate as them that they're automatically poor or uncool. When a girl wears a croptop or short skirt, they're automatically a slut. But when guys are shirtless and their pants are below their butt they're hot. People think that saying something mean to someone doesn't mean anything while in reality, that person might take it to heart and be really hurt by it. Everyone gets what they want because they're spoiled and their parents spoil them. Not everyone can get everything. Fuck society.

When Jack trails behind me the whispers get louder. I tune everyone out as I pull out a cigarette. Who cares if I get caught? As I place the cigarette between my lips, Jack grabs it and throws it in the trash. I give him an annoyed look and then shrug it off. It's not a big deal I guess.

I walk into homeroom with Jack practically stuck to my hip. What does he want? I sit in my usual seat in the back corner of the room. Hayes and Amber walk in next to eachother. Hayes doesn't even acknowledge my existence. Whatever. I'm used to it.

With only five minutes left in homeroom, Hayes sits next to me. I roll my eyes.

"How was your break?" he asks. I shrug.

"Anything exciting?" I roll my eyes. What does he think? Does he think my parents magically stopped abusing me or something? Does he think my blackouts have gone away completely? Does he think I'm going to answer this stupid question?

The bell rings and I speed out of the room and go to first period. Throughout the day, people walk up to me and ask what's going on between me and Jack. I reply with a shrug and a rolling of my eyes. People are so annoying.

Katherine takes me and Jack back to her house after school. When I get into the guest room I feel a pounding in my head. I whisper a repetative no. I hear a knock on my door.

"Gabrielle?" Jack asks from the other side of the door. I don't reply. The ringing in my ears has started to drown out everything around me. My lack of oxygen makes my vision go blurry. Not again.