"brooke!"
"brooke, what the fuck." i open my eyes quickly, sitting up. i notice that i'm back in the hotel and not the tour bus. then i notice that it's morning.
"what?" i mumble, clearly annoyed.
"are you fucking cheating on me?" his shirtless body moves closer to me, holding up my phone. i see countless messages from tyler.
"baby."
"babe, when are we going to meet up again?"
"come on text back baby!"
"ugh, babe!"
"i love you so much, I don't know what to do without you. you are my life!"
there were many more but i only look at the ones on the screen.
"jack chill, we aren't anything." i roll my eyes, getting out of the bed. he pushes me against the wall, pissed off.
"no, i'm not going to chill. fucking explain this." he yells. his tall body towers off my small frame, making me feel helpless.
"baby, i don't know why he is doing this. he uh i guess he got the wrong idea from when we met up." i try to explain.
"block him now." he orders. i take the phone, blocking his number in the settings.
"delete the messages." i obey, deleting the messages before reading them all.
"baby girl." he mumbles, grabbing my jaw tight in his left hand. "if i catch you talking to him, touching him or even looking at him, i will do something about it." he says lowly. he lets go, backing away from me. jack shakes his head, his messy hair moving. he grabs a hoodie and walks out, slamming the door shut.
i sigh quietly and say to get ready, taking my time. i take a long shower then change into a dark blue romper. i curl my hair and do my makeup. i grab my purse and walk down to jack j's room, slipping on my sandals.
"jj!" i yell, hitting his door.
"what?" he grumbles, opening it. his hair and voice showed he probably just woke up.
"jack left, im going out. text me if he comes." i mumble, walking to the elevator. he hums in response, shutting the door. i take a cab to a small restaurant to grab lunch. i walk around a outside mall, sipping on my coffee i gotten from the restaurant. i check my phone to see a few messages.
[from jj:] he is here
[from jj:] angry lookin 4 u
[from jj:] wtf do i do??
[from jj:] oh shit!!
i take another cab back to the hotel quickly, seeing jack pace our suite once i open it with the key card. i drop a few shopping bags into a couch, looking at jack.
"i'm so pissed off." he mumbled, wrapping his arms around my waist. bi polar.
"don't be." i mumble back, watching jack j shuffle out of the room quietly. before he leaves, he mouths "fix this shit".
"he shouldn't be allowed to call you babe and baby." jack says, hearing the door shut.
"i know-" he cuts me off quickly.
"does he know you're mine??" jack ask, taking a step away from me, releasing me.
"yeah, you fucking hit him already." i roll my eyes.
"what's his last name, he looked familiar." jack ask.
"tyler jax." i say. jack gives me a crazed look before shoving a cigarette between his lips. he lights, sitting down on the couch.
"what a fucker." he laughs.
i sit down next to him. "what?" i ask.
"drug dealer right?" he says lowly, blowing smoke near my face. i nod quickly. "sold drugs to a party i went to a few months ago. such a fuckboy." he chuckles. his chuckle turns into a silent smirk.
"what?"
"tyler won't talk to you again." he grumbles. "right?" he ask
"right." i nod, kissing his cheek.
