Jessica, Jack...and David?

I'm Over It.

When the rang signaling the end of end I was relieved. Jack was staring at me the whole time and

David was glaring at him.

Could my life get anymore complicated?

Let's hope not.

David walked over to me still glaring at Jack.

"Really David?" I asked annoyed

His eyes snapped to me, "What?"

"Just ignore him." I said packing my things

"How can I just ignore him when he's staring at you?" He asked angrily

"You're mad at me?" I asked crossing my arms

"Yeah. I am. I'm mad because you obviously see him staring at you and you don't do anything about it." He said, his eyes blazing

"What the hell do you want me to do David?" I demanded

"Stop being a slut and kissing other guys." He said walking away

Slut? Am I?

Tears pricked my eyes. I am a slut. I went out with

Jack then the next day I'm David's girlfriend.

"Are you okay?" Asked an all too familiar voice

"Yeah. I'm fine." I said throwing my bag over my shoulder

"You're not a slut." Jack said staring at my face

"Yeah I am." I said looking at the ground

His finger lifted my chin up, "You're not."

I pulled out of his touch, "I-I'm gonna...go. I have...things to do. Bye." I said hurrying out the door

I walked out of the school doors and started walking home.

Tears flowed down my face. Why would he call me that?

Maybe because I am.

When I got home no one was there and I was thankful for that. I went up stairs and to my room. I threw my bag on the floor and sat on the ground, holding my head in my hands.

When I was little there was only one person that could make me feel happy. He was amazing. Right now he would be saying something funny and it would cheer me up.

That person was my brother Tyler. He was the best big brother in the world. He would always play with me.

Even though he was 18, he always acted like a kid.

When his friends would want to go out he'd cancel for me. He'd do anything for me.

______________FLASHBACK_______________

That was the problem though. He would do anything.

Even if it meant him dying.

Well, that's exactly what happened. I was 6 or 7 at the time, Tyler and I were playing tag. I ran out into the road and I didn't see the car that was coming.

Tyler saw it though. He ran out into the street and pushed me away. He could save himself in time. The car was going to fast and the driver could stop.

The car ran into Tyler full speed. It was the worst day of my life. And to make it worst, it was his birthday. He was suppose to be out partying with his friend but he was here playing tag with me.

The driver stopped at the end of the road and got out running over to Tyler.

Crying, I crawled over to his bloody body.