~+ Clean +~ •Lovertation•

~+ Chapter 13 +~

A/n: yes.

TW. As usual!

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Rep's Pov:

My eyes fluttered as a loud blaring sound rung out throughout the room, sending a ripple of pain through my head. I groaned and winced, finally peeling my eyes completely open and glancing around my surroundings.

The first thing I noticed; this wasn't my house, it was too nice, there weren't any clothes on the floor or holes in the wall from when I had punched them or when my dad missed my face. Second, it wasn't Lover's, because I didn't have the figure of my amazing, gorgeous, adorable, genius girlfriend next to me.

Memories of the night before came in little flashes, I remembered how I had stormed out on the girl and how I had gotten drunk to the point where I couldn't remember anything else the first shot of everclear.

It eventually came to me that I was at Jaxon's as the last memory of the night arrived in my mind, and I sat up to take a look and see if I could see the boy— bad idea.

Immediately I got hit with a wave of nausea, and I grimaced and glanced to the side at Jax who was throwing his letterman jacket on.

"Trash can's on your left," he answered as he saw my gaze.

I gave a nod as a thank you, before grabbing the can and ultimately heaving into it. I spit one more time before I put it back next to the bed with a deep sigh.

Jaxon looked over at me with a 'We should talk' stare, which provoked me to roll my eyes and cross my arms, but listen regardless.

"You can't drink before school, you know this," he sighed, glancing away from me then back at me.

"Whatever," I grumbled, looking away from him like a child.

"No, not whatever, you need to not drink before school. Now you have a hangover," the boy started. "What even happened anyway?" He asked, his expression softening a small amount.

"I... my mom kicked the bucket, I stormed out on Lover, she probably needs me, I have to live in that hellhole with my dad, I..." I trailed off with a sigh, resting my head in my hands.

"Oh, shit..." was all Jaxon could muster, looking at me with a sad expression.

"I'm fine, let's go to school," I urged, shaking my head.

I need to patch things up with Lover. I miss her.

"Sure, sure you are. Fine, let's go," Jaxon said with an eye roll, grabbing his backpack and starting to put his shoes on.

I got up as well, groaning as the light hit my face, holding my forehead in my hand.

We got out of Jaxon's car, and I quickly glanced around for the blonde. I caught a glimpse of her pink dyed ends, quickly saying a quick 'bye' to Jax and taking off towards her.

I got inside, giving her no warning as I clutched onto the back of her backpack, yanking her into the bathroom. I heard a high pitched squeak as she turned around and looked at me, her gaze full of confusion and slight fear.

"Hi. Sorry. Um, I was just... I miss you..." I said, leaning against the sink and playing with my hands.

"You're the one who left me," Lover said with a raised eyebrow, crossing her arms and tensing up.