Chapter 29 Go To The Office!
Jess P.O.V.
“Mr. and Mrs. Jack Morris, sounds pretty damn good to me” Jack says over the phone.
I smile and roll my eyes as I’m cleaning my room. “If you say so”
“Oh I know so. So when are you coming over? I’m lonely!”
“I’m cleaning my room, so probably in like 3 days” I say laughing a little. I hear Jack chuckle and someone knocking on his door.
“I’m coming!” He yells. “Hold on Jess, let me get rid of whoever this is.”
“Hurry up! I’m bored.”
“Who is it?” Jack asks
“Just open the door!” The muffled voice says. Jack opens the door and I hear his phone drop onto the floor.
“Lisa, what are you doing here?” Jack asks
“Jack! Jack, answer me or I swear to God I will come over there and rip her head off!” I yell through the phone. “Jack Morris!”
Jack picks up the phone. “Hey I’m going to have to call you back.” Jack says
“Don’t you dare hang up on me, Jack Morris!”
“Sorry I have to go.” He says and hangs up.
“Ughh!!!” I yell and I walk outside to my car. I quickly drive over to Jack’s apartment and I walk upstairs and pound on his door.
“Jack!” I yell “Open the door!”
A few seconds later Jack opens the door, looking confused and a little pissed.
“Jess? What are you doing here?!”
“I should be asking her the same thing” I mutter. Jack looks down at me and pulls me inside his apartment.
“What are you talking about?!”
“Lisa, she was here.”
“So…?”
“Jack, she is your ex-fiancé. I think I have the right to know why she was randomly visiting you on a Friday night…..”
“It was nothing, Jess. Don’t worry about it.”
“You’re kidding right?”
“No, I’m not kidding.”
“Jack. Why was she here?”
“I said don’t worry about it!”
“You know what? I’m tired and I don’t need this shit right now, night Jack” I say and I turn and open the door.
“She said you would do that”
I turn around, facing him. “What did you just say?”
“She said you would just give up when it got hard.”
“I’m sorry, who are you with? Me or her?”
“You know the answer, Jess.”
“Then act like it!” I say and I turn back around and open the door. “And by the way, it’s not called giving up. It’s called walking away. But I guess only a mature person would know that.” I say and I walk out and slam the door shut. I make my way downstairs to my car surprisingly without shedding a single tear. However, I soon as I close my car door my walls come crumbling down and I just break down crying.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
I look up and out my car door window and I see Jack standing there with his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his toes. I roll down the window some.
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Just Go With It. (Editing of Minor Errors!)
Teen FictionHey Guys. So I wrote this when I was a teenager still in high school. Now I'm in my 20's and in college. I apologize for the confusing text you are about to read.I know that I jump between ages and the entire story timeline is rushed in some places...
