Broken Waves

The Falling Shrubs

Laura's pov:

"I'm going back to the room, I don't need to be here." Trying not to cry, I walked away. I know it was just a twelve year old girl but it still hurt.

"Laura-" Jack called but the elevator's doors closed and I burst into tears. As soon as the doors opened I ran towards my room. Finding the key in my pocket, I opened the door and ran towards the bed, crying onto Jack's tank top that he was wearing the night before.

"Jack" I managed to say between sobs, "I can't do this-" When I noticed a small bag beside the window. My breaths slowly calmed then I got off the bed to see what it was. Is that weed? I picked up the bag and inspected the joints inside of it. I was so happy to see them.

"Fuck I need one, where's his lighter?" I took one and looked around for a lighter- finding it behind the curtain. I lit it up and took a breath. "Fuck-" I laid my head back, overpowered. I was afraid of nothing, and knew that I could do anything.

"What was I thinking? I'm not breaking up with that hunk because of a fucking twelve year old. I love Jack and he loves me! Fuck what everyone else thinks. Fuck you Taylor. You punched me, you fucking harassed me you fucking male bimbo." I stood up and walked into the bathroom then looked into the mirror watching my eyes turn red- I threw the blunt onto the counter and shook my head.

I turned on the faucet, then put the end of the blunt under the water, watching the smoke slowly die away. I put it back onto the counter and got my phone to text Jack.

'Jack I need you.' It took him a few minutes but he responded.

'Laura I'll be up right away'

I dropped my phone on the bed and walked back into the bathroom, turned off the water then rinsed my face. I opened my eyes and they were still red, I didn't want Jack to know. Then he opened the door.

"Laura are you high?" I turned around and laid on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I saw it and I lit it and I felt amazing." He took me off of his shoulder and kissed my forehead.

"Your beautiful green eyes are bloodshot Laura. Oh my god what have I done to you." He brushed my hair back.

"Shh, it was all my fault." I said putting my hand up to his face- still half high. "I think I need to sleep."

Gilinsky's pov:

My phone vibrated when I was in the middle of taking a picture. I then hugged the girl and she ran towards Shawn. I walked towards the corner of the room and took out my phone. 'Jack I need you'

'Laura I'll be up right away' I put my phone back in my pocket, took another picture then ran towards the elevator- being stopped by Taylor

"Is Laura crying for you baby" He had a wicked smirk on his face.

"Get out of my way Taylor" I tried to push past him but he just pushed me back.

"I bet she's up there ready to break up with you. Oh Jack, I just can't do this anymore." He started laughing, "That's when I swoop in and take her out to talk and she'll come back to me. Leaving you in the fucking mud." His eyes glared still with the look on his face.

"Shut up and move." I whispered aggressively and he slowly stepped to the side and I ran towards the elevator.

"Don't be surprised if I'm right Gilinsky."  Taylor yelled after me but I just got into the elevator and pushed the button.

I kept pushing the button being afraid that Taylor was right. When the doors finally opened I ran towards my room to see Matthew standing in front of the door looking like he was about to knock.

"Shit, um hey Jack." He put his hand down.

"Hey why aren't you downstairs." I grabbed my key out of my pocket and opened the door.

"Just to see if Laura was okay, but you're here now so I'll be of no use. Bye." He stormed off to the open elevator and stared at me until the doors closed. Distracted by that, I walked in to be overpowered by a smell. I turned to the bathroom to see Laura standing in front of the sink.

I looked around the rest of the room and saw the open bag on the bed along with the lighter beside it. When I walked into the bathroom I noticed her eyes were red. "Laura are you high?" She looked up and turned towards me and fell on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I saw it and I lit it and I felt amazing." I lifted her head up and kissed her hot forehead.

"Your beautiful green eyes are bloodshot Laura. Oh my god what have I done to you." I brushed her hair behind her ear and looked into her eyes.

"Shh, it was all my fault." She lifted her arm up and put her hand to my face. "I think I need to sleep." Then she passed out in my arms. 

"Fuck," I almost dropped her not expecting her to collapse. I managed to lift her dead weight up and brought her over to the bed. I placed her down and felt a vibration in my back pocket. I took my phone out and found a text from Shawn.

'Is Laura okay?!? Come back down, there are still people here for pictures'

'She's fine, I'm on my way down' I lied and I tucked her in. I then hid the weed in my suitcse along with my lighter. I opened up the windows and walked back into the bathroom, emptied the sink and flushed the joint down the toilet.

"Woo." I let out a long breath then kissed Laura on the forehead and left back downstairs. I got into the elevator and was only on the eighth floor when it stopped moving.

"Holy shit." I fell back at the sudden stop and tried pressing the button for help but nothing happened. I pulled out my phone to try and call someone, but of course there was no signal.

"Help." I started banging on the doors but no response. "Fuck." I kicked the door when I heard a buzzing sound.

"Welcome to hell. Jack." I was terrified, and looked around for a camera and there was one on the upper right corner of the elevator.

"What does that mean." I looked into it but there was no response. "Hello?" I started waving at it to see if they would respond.

"You, Jack Gilinsky, will stay in this- metallic box until you fully understand what you have done." What the fuck, I thought to myself.

"What did I do?" Still looking into the camera,

"Excuse me sir- what are you doing? You're not supposed to be touching this. Is there someone in there?" There was a muffled voice coming through the speaker.

"Help me." I called through.

"You- don't move. One moment sir." Then there was a hissing sound and the elevator started moving again. The doors opened and there was a man in a janitorial uniform holding Taylor by the collar of his shirt.

"Are you alright sir? I found this snooper in the basement messing with the controls. Do you know him?" I wasn't surprised.

"Yeah I'm fine and unfortunately enough I do." Taylor had an enraged look on his face and pulled himself out of the man's grip.

"Fuck you Jack. Oh and don't worry this is just the beginning." He had an unpleasant grin grow on his face and he marched off. The man just stared at him.

"Anyways, thank you so much for helping me out. I'd give you something but I don't have my wallet with me." I felt my pockets for extra cash.

"Oh no worries sir. I'm just glad that you're okay. That kid has one heck of a temper." He glared back at Taylor who was just entering the other room.

"Yeah he does. I have to get going, but I'll leave you something at the front desk before we leave. Bye." He waved at me and I sprinted towards the other room to be greeted by Bart.

"How's Laura?"

"She's fine, she was just watching TV when I got there."

"You seemed worried when you left." He crossed his arms.

"Oh yeah, she just apologized for leaving. It's all good."