Saying I'm mortified is a huge understatement. I mean, what could be more embarrassing than your brother finding you against the wall kissing a guy heavily when it looks like you are just wearing a guys shirt? Yeah, not so fun. Especially when said brother is glaring knives at us right now.
But if I'm being honest here, Ace's rage is completely worth that stolen kiss. Of course I've kissed other guys before, I'll shamefully admit it, but Jett compares to no one. He knew what he was doing and made sure to work everything the right way. Unfortunately, everything comes to an end.
"Are you going to answer me?" Ace yelled bringing me back from my daze that the kiss infused.
Why is he so angry? It only makes me angry! He hasn't yelled at me since those days.
"What are you doing in my room?" I yelled not being able to control my own temper.
"I asked you first."
Ace was seething and he wouldn't give up. The only way to get over this crazy mess is to address the issue.
"I was kissing a guy, I thought that was pretty obvious. What's so wrong with that?!"
My face flushed with what I wish was only anger but embarrassment as well. But not one to back down, I held my head high and faced Ace.
"You're all alone with a guy and you have no pants on! Do you not see how this looks? Do you have no respect for yourself? Or are you back to being good ol' you with no care in the world?" Ace spat.
My vision turned red as I heard the accusations and I wanted to strangle him. Why is he bringing up the past?
But before I can get a word out he continued to run me through the floor, "He is using you! You don't know him Rosery! Only because I hang out with him that doesn't make him a good guy. Or do you want a repeat of Eric?"
"He's not Eric." I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Enough!" I felt the vibration of Jett's voice through his chest. "Stop talking about me like I'm not here."
Jett helped me to my bed so I can take a seat, something Ace didn't miss. Especially the limp in my walk.
"Ace, I know you have an impression of me but I swear to god I would never play with your sister." Said Jett walking over to Ace.
"Ok then, let's say I believe you. Do you even know her? Do you know what she's gone through? Why she's trying so hard to be the perfect angel?"
I felt my blood drain as flashes of that night ran through my mind.
"Ace, don't. Shut up." I practically begged him from the bed.
"No since you two are getting very comfortable with each other, he should know, don't you think?"
I can basically feel the anger pouring from his body, not really sure if it's from the present time or the past events.
"Shut up Ace." I pleaded
"What do you mean?" asked Jett with his brows furrowed.
"Ask her. Ask her about her life as a party girl. Her life as a druggy. Ask her about Eric. " said Ace walking out of the room.
I was left alone with Jett. Tears streamed down my cheeks not being able to face Jett. But unwillingly I looked up expecting to see disgust but instead was met with curiosity.
"I kind of put two and two together but drugs?" He asked and his eyes soften a little. "Who's Eric?"
I sighed and answered, "Yes before my mom died. Rich kids love coke you know, I sure knew. Almost got hooked. But it's all in my old life now, just like the bass. I got the help I needed and moved on."
"I get why you kept the drug information to yourself, but why hide your complete persona?" he asked thankfully skipping over Eric.
"Because..." I sighed. "I don't want to be treated the way I use to be treated back then. I'm tired of the fake friends and parties. I'm tired of the same old game. The old me came with a reputation. Every guy wanted in my pants and every girl wanted to be me. I don't want the drama of it all."
"It doesn't have to be like that, you can be yourself without the drama." Said Jett taking my hands
"Oh please, this is coming from Mr. Player over here."
My eyes went wide as I quickly covered my mouth. God, what did I just say?!
"Is that was you really think of me?" he stood up his eyes dark. "A sleaze that has nothing better to do than break girls hearts?"
Great Rosy you've done it now.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that." I say quickly.
"Not that I need to explain myself but, all these girls you who you think I "played," knew what they were getting into. They knew that there is no commitment and that it's just for fun. I explicitly told them before even touching them."
"But you kissed me and you never told me it's just for fun!" I snapped not realizing what's gotten over me.
Rosy, why oh why are you digging yourself into a bigger hole?
"Did you ever stop to think that maybe I actually liked you? And that I wanted to try to make something out of these feelings?" his voice grew darker as the frigid distance between us got wider.
I couldn't speak. I just looked at him shocked.
"You know Rosery, I thought you were beautiful, different from all these other girls. I saw right through your act and still liked you. I thought maybe you did the same thing. I thought maybe you wouldn't believe all these rumors, but I guess not."
And with the last words said he turned slamming the door, taking all the air with him.
I couldn't breathe and I knew why. I haven't had a panic attack in a while. But I didn't call back for him. I didn't call for help. I just curled up in ball gasping for air. And when that was over I cried. I cried for my past life, I cried for my mom, I cried for my brother, I cried for a boy that has consumed my thoughts. I even cried for my ankle.
I cried until I couldn't cry anymore and I let the darkness take over me.
I shook my head as I walked to my car. I started the engine as our conversation replayed in my head.
She only thinks I want to play with her. Of course, she wouldn't want to actually date me, not when all those rumors are circling around me. Especially not after how we left things.
I pressed down the accelerator, speeding through the streets, driving amilessly.
What happened to her? What could have made her hide in her shell? What's holding her back?
All these questions running through my mind as I continue to drive. But most importantly....
I know it's short but I needed to get this chapter out of the way so the fun could start.
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- Introduction of minor character
A/N: For all my RR, Eric doesn't change the story. It just gives a name to the person behind the events of Rosy's past.
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