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I quickly pull on some jeans and pull on a blouse as I walk over to the door. I open it slightly to find a terrified Jess. As I open the door more, she quickly steps in and wraps her arms around me. I step back with how hard she hits up against me, but this allows me to close the door behind her. Once the door is closed, I wrap my arms around her and whisper, "Jess, what is it?" "I... I... I f... fo... fou... found my m... ma... mate..." I pull and push her back, making her look at me as I say,

"You will be singing Masterpiece by Jessie J." My eyes widened because of it, that was my favorite song and I really know how to sang that well. "Here is your copy Jane, and this one is for you Katie." Mommy Sha said and give us the piece of papers. "So much pressure, why so loud. If you don't like my sound, you can turn it down. I gotta roll, and I walk it alone." Jane read the first verse, she seems not familiar on the song.

Quinn "One more round! One more round!" Jess slurs, waving her empty glass like a victory flag before downing another shot of… God knows what. Probably poison in liquid form. She sways dangerously on her heels, then breaks into some off-key version of what might be a Katy Perry song. The sound makes half the remaining party-goers wince and drift away from our corner of the kitchen. "Jess, maybe we should—" Tasha starts, but Jess cuts her off with another loud chorus that makes me question every decision that led me to this moment.

What exactly was I supposed to say to that? “Of course you’re good enough. Maybe you should try finding out what makes them chase dick instead,” I replied with an innocent shrug. Her eyes locked onto mine sharply. “So you mean I should experiment and fuck a dick just to know the difference?” A tired sigh escaped my lips. “If you want to, but honestly, I don’t think they deserve you. Don’t worry, you’ll eventually meet someone who loves you exactly the way you are.” Jessie was hopeless when it came to love.

“Go. Please? We can’t do this again. It’s too painful.” “Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?” He rasped the words, sounding as tormented as he’d appeared. “Jessie? Look at me.” She refused. “Go, Justice. Just…go.” “I can’t,” he whispered. “I think about you. I…” Justice was at a loss for words. It tore him apart, seeing how dejected Jessie appeared. Her shoulders slumped and she hugged her torn shirt as if it comforted her

“She said she c-cares about you, but p-people who c-care don’t t-treat people like that!” “Jessie.” “You deserve to be taken care of, and if s-she won’t d-do it, s-she doesn’t deserve you.” “Jessie!” At this Jessie blinks in surprise, looking up at Landry. Her eyes are wet with tears and her mouth is parted in an ‘o’ of surprise. Landry rests his hands on her shoulders and sighs.

She’s part of mу hіѕtоrу. I ѕtаrt tо wоndеr whаt thіѕ means. Jessup must be рlауіng ѕоmе angle to рut thе two оf them іn touch. Fucking аѕѕhоlе. Nоthіng іѕ ѕіmрlе, іѕ іt? Some angry rock muѕіс іѕ on thе rаdіо and I turn іt uр.

My eyes dropped on Jessie staring at the picture of her I had put on my table. I closed the gap between us and ran my fingers across the glass of the frame. “I don't even have this," she muttered with tears stinging the corners of her eyes. I took the frame from her and circled the outline of her face before dropping it to the table. “It felt like hope whenever everything around me was sinking in." I grabbed her shoulder and peered into her eyes. “Jessie, this was the only way I could keep my head above the water." “Mr Harrington," a teasing smile climbed her face. She lifted the lapel of my jacket, slightly pulling me in. “I didn't know you knew such clichéd words."

I cheered as I blocked their way. I was getting a sense of rage as I stared more at Jessie. He’s the only gay person here in Mary Heights, and I kind of want to snap right at him. I was starting to get angry at myself the more I stared at Jessie. Perhaps it’s because of the reason that I don’t want to be gay. “Those cupcakes look tasty.” I said pertaining to the box of cupcakes. Jessie looked at her friends, and they all shook their heads in utter confusion. “Duh, of course they are tasty.” He replied, rolling his eyes at me.

CJ says as he locks the door. Jess is looking me up and down as if I'm a disgusting piece of shit. "Honey, you're really lying to yourself." "What do you mean?" "Don't you know?" "Know what?" "About CJ." I roll my eyes and groan. "What about CJ." She leans in and whispers. "What he told us he's planning to do to you..." "What do you mean?" Jess smirks. "You ask him, honey." ^^^^^^^^