𝑇𝐸𝑀𝑃𝐸𝑆𝑇

Chapter 5

I get in my car and drive. I have no fucking clue where I'm going, but I want to be as far away from what I just witnessed as I can.

I find myself sitting in front of Jack's house. Bawling my eyes out like a child.

I don't know how long I had been sitting there before I hear a knock on my window. "Tempest dear, are you ok?" It was Jack's mom, Alice, the absolute sweetest woman on this earth.

I turn my car off and open the door. She immediately reaches for me and pulls me into a bear hug. Which makes me cry even harder. "Oh baby, what happened?"

I try to compose myself and manage to say through hiccups, "My- m-mom- my- boyfriend- sex- in house." I probably made no sense whatsoever but Alice grabs my hands and looks me in the eyes, "I am so sorry, do you need to stay the night?"

I could die for this woman. I nod and she leads me to the front door where Jack stands and pulls me into yet another suffocating hug.

"I'll kill that son-of-a-bitch." He whispers in my ear. A smile tugs at my lips at the thought of Jack, a scrawny 5'9 boy trying to beat up Zach, who had a good three inches and 30 pounds on him. The thought of Zach makes my stomach flip and I turn around and vomit. Right on the lawn. Nice.

"Oh honey," Alice gently pulls my hair back and wraps an arm around my waist to help me inside the house.

I walk in and am immediately bombarded with the strong scent of jasmine, likely coming from the incense cones Alice has placed all over the house to "cleanse it". The smell comforts me, and I already feel a bit better after my outburst in the yard.

"I'm going to go get you some water. Sit down and rest for a bit, okay?" She leads me over to a plush sofa and I collapse into it, burrowing myself deep into the cushions.

"What a fucking day." I croak out. Jack sits on the couch beside me and puts his arm around me. "Ya know what, you're better off without that douchebag anyways."

I roll my eyes at his attempt of comfort. "Yes Jack but he slept with my mom. My fucking mom. And I watched it happen." Jack cringes and runs his free hand through his hair before straightening his glasses.

Alice emerges from the kitchen carrying a small tray. "Here is some water and some saltine crackers, if your stomach can handle it."

I thank her and reach for the glass, chugging it all in one gulp, crying makes you pretty dehydrated I guess. Alice lays a hand on my arm, "take it slow, we don't want to further upset your stomach."

She sits on the armchair opposite us and tugs at her floor length hippie skirt and brushes her long, curly red hair out of her face.

"You can stay with us as long as you need Tempest, and if you need clothes I'm sure I have something you can borrow." I wasn't quite sure about that. Alice is significantly thinner than I am, and quite a bit taller. Regardless, I give her a thankful but weak smile.

"Jack, honey, how about you show Tempest to the guest room so she can get some rest." I was grateful for her suggestion. I was hardly in the mood to talk about my boyfriend fucking my mom.

Jack leads me to a room which I was familiar with in the back of the house, right next to his. I have crashed at his place many times before, although, never under these circumstances.

"I need to ask you a favor." Jack gives me a warm smile. "Anything." I smirk- that was the answer I was looking for. "I need you to run to the store and get two boxes of black hair dye."

His eyebrows knit together, "Are you sure this is the time to-" I cut him off, "Jack please." He takes one look at my face and sighs, "Fine, but if you hate me a few days from now I'm gonna beat your ass." I give him a swift kiss on the cheek, "Your the best friend ever." He rolls his eyes, "yeah, yeah, tell me something I don't know."

Jack leaves the house and I am left in my room, alone. Just me and the bajillion thoughts swimming in my head. The image keeps resurfacing in my head. Zach lying on top of my mother, her legs spread wide to make room for him. What a bitch. Who fucking does that to their daughter?

I've been angry with my mother many times before. For not coming home, not paying the bills, trashing the house. But this time is different. She slept with my fucking boyfriend. Given- he is a complete asshole, but still. What the fuck. It's unreal to me, I know my mother is a bitch but I never expected her to stoop so low. I guess I don't know her as well as I thought.

I hear Jack's car pull back into the driveway and smile. This is gonna be fun...