I Fell In Love With The Ready Set

Chapter 2: Only If You Could See

I walked into Jordan's house to see him on the couch with and ice pack over him eye. "JORDAN" I yelled as i rushed over to his side. He had tear marks on his cheeks and puffy eyes. I pulled his hand away from his eye to see it black and blue. "I'm fine Scarlet, don't worry." He said trying to force a smile, but anyone could tell it was fake. "Jordan your not ok, what did that fucker do to you?"

"She just got pissed and hit me a few times." Jordan said with a cracked voice.

"I'm just glad your ok." I weeded as i wrapped my arm around him and buried my face in him chest. A few moment later I walked into his room to get him a shirt that was not covered in blood. He slipped the new one on and walked to his room without saying a word. I waited for i little bit before i heard glass shatter and Jordan yelling "I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL!" I ran into his room to see him crying. A pot of small red flowers i had given him on his birthday  had been shattered and his cell was throw across the room. He looked over to see me. He wiped his eyes and walked over to me. He put his hands around my waist and looked into my eyes before kissing me. I felt like pulling him off of me but it just felt so good. The kiss lasted a while before we ended up on his bed. He pulled his shirt off and only god knows what happened next.

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*the next morning*

I woke up and looked around the room. "Where am I?" I thought to my self as i looked over to see Jordan sleeping next to me. Oh shit, did i have sex with him? I got out of bed and but my clothes back on. I wrote Jordan a note, put it but his bed and ran down the staris. I got into my car and called my good friend Dahvie, the singer for Blood On The Dance Floor.

"Hello?" Dahvie awnsered with a sleepy tone.

"I think i had sex with Jordan."