So Wrong, It's Right
Shut Up and Drive
I went to the bar, but didn't order anything. I was going to, but I knew I had to sober up soon if I wanted to get home eventually. As the alcohol ran its course, I realized what I just did and said. Well, if we weren't over before, we sure as hell are now.
My buzzed, and I looked at it. Alex was calling.
“Are you going to yell at me too?”“
“Fuck yeah I am.” He seethed. “Do you have any idea what you just did?”
“Yelled at my boyfriend cause he wants some blonde bitch over me?”
“No you idiot. Jack wasn't going to leave you. He wants you...or at least he did.”“Wait, what?”
“Thanks to whatever you said, he's going over to Morgan's.”
“Fuck.” I groaned. “I screwed up big time.”
“Look, it might not be too late. I know Jack's pissed, but maybe he'll come to his senses and not do anything stupid like you are now. Tell me where you are and I'll pick you up.”
“Then what are we going to do?”
“We're gonna get Jack back.”
I told Alex I was at 'The Hangout' which led to a lecture about how it was shady and that I better not come here without proper friends again. I walked outside and waited for Alex to come around the corner, where he grabbed my hand and dragged me back to his car. Why was everyone so mad at me? Sure, I made a mistake, but how else was I supposed to take all this.
“You are so fucking lucky no one in there slipped something into your drink. Or convinced you to God knows what. You and Jack, seriously, what the hell is wrong with you two?” Alex ranted, more to himself then me. “You two with your fucking tempers, and stubborn ideas. Can you like, just slow down for two seconds and not jump to conclusions?”
“Alex, I feel bad enough. Shut the fuck up.”
“Good, you better feel bad! I hope Jack does too. You both are ridiculous!”
“Shut up and fucking drive!” I yelled.
Alex went quiet and we arrived at his house.
“I'm gonna text Jack. Hopefully, him and Morgan aren't doing shit.”
“Where does she live? I'll just go there myself.” I said, ready to get out fo the car, but Alex locked the doors.
“No way.” He snapped. “You're not going in there, causing a scene and letting Morgan know what you and Jack have been up too. If she finds out he's with his sister, she'll use it against your relationship. Now calm the fuck down and stay put.”
I pouted in my seat, Alex typing furiously on his phone, before he would pause and stare at it. He would type again, and stop. He seemed to be getting annoyed.
“Jack's not texting back, is he?” I asked.
“Ember...” Alex sighed. “Let's just...go inside.”
“We're just gonna sit in your house while Jack fucks some other girl?”
“You're the one who was grinding on other dudes apparently!”
“I lied. I knew that would piss of Jack. I only said that so he could feel pissed off and jealous cause that how I fucking felt.”
“You two...” Alex growled. “Well, thanks for telling me. Maybe now he'll answer my God damn text. Now get in my house.”
We both left the car, while Alex most likely told Jack I had lied. I was completely sober now, and exhausted. Today had been hell, and it's not even over yet. I still had to wait and see of Jack is fucking Morgan or not. If he is or not, we're definitely going to just end up fighting instead of talking it out. And if he does, I'm gonna deck him in the face and go home and never leave my room again.
A hour went by, and knowing Jack in bed, he could either be finishing up now or still going. Alex still hasn't heard anything and now we were watching a shitty movie on ABC. I wanted to just go home, and forget it. I was pretty damn sure Jack and Morgan were having sex but Alex told me three times to shut up and not jump to any conclusions yet because that's what got everyone into this mess.
“Have you eaten yet? I know you skipped lunch.” Alex suddenly asked.
“I'm not hungry.”
“I'm gonna take that as no, and that explains how you managed to get drunk quickly”
“Are you done being a dick?” I snapped, Alex went to retort but paused.
He looked at his phone, and typed something.
“I hope you're ready...” he mumbled. “Cause Jack's coming back.”
My buzzed, and I looked at it. Alex was calling.
“Are you going to yell at me too?”“
“Fuck yeah I am.” He seethed. “Do you have any idea what you just did?”
“Yelled at my boyfriend cause he wants some blonde bitch over me?”
“No you idiot. Jack wasn't going to leave you. He wants you...or at least he did.”“Wait, what?”
“Thanks to whatever you said, he's going over to Morgan's.”
“Fuck.” I groaned. “I screwed up big time.”
“Look, it might not be too late. I know Jack's pissed, but maybe he'll come to his senses and not do anything stupid like you are now. Tell me where you are and I'll pick you up.”
“Then what are we going to do?”
“We're gonna get Jack back.”
I told Alex I was at 'The Hangout' which led to a lecture about how it was shady and that I better not come here without proper friends again. I walked outside and waited for Alex to come around the corner, where he grabbed my hand and dragged me back to his car. Why was everyone so mad at me? Sure, I made a mistake, but how else was I supposed to take all this.
“You are so fucking lucky no one in there slipped something into your drink. Or convinced you to God knows what. You and Jack, seriously, what the hell is wrong with you two?” Alex ranted, more to himself then me. “You two with your fucking tempers, and stubborn ideas. Can you like, just slow down for two seconds and not jump to conclusions?”
“Alex, I feel bad enough. Shut the fuck up.”
“Good, you better feel bad! I hope Jack does too. You both are ridiculous!”
“Shut up and fucking drive!” I yelled.
Alex went quiet and we arrived at his house.
“I'm gonna text Jack. Hopefully, him and Morgan aren't doing shit.”
“Where does she live? I'll just go there myself.” I said, ready to get out fo the car, but Alex locked the doors.
“No way.” He snapped. “You're not going in there, causing a scene and letting Morgan know what you and Jack have been up too. If she finds out he's with his sister, she'll use it against your relationship. Now calm the fuck down and stay put.”
I pouted in my seat, Alex typing furiously on his phone, before he would pause and stare at it. He would type again, and stop. He seemed to be getting annoyed.
“Jack's not texting back, is he?” I asked.
“Ember...” Alex sighed. “Let's just...go inside.”
“We're just gonna sit in your house while Jack fucks some other girl?”
“You're the one who was grinding on other dudes apparently!”
“I lied. I knew that would piss of Jack. I only said that so he could feel pissed off and jealous cause that how I fucking felt.”
“You two...” Alex growled. “Well, thanks for telling me. Maybe now he'll answer my God damn text. Now get in my house.”
We both left the car, while Alex most likely told Jack I had lied. I was completely sober now, and exhausted. Today had been hell, and it's not even over yet. I still had to wait and see of Jack is fucking Morgan or not. If he is or not, we're definitely going to just end up fighting instead of talking it out. And if he does, I'm gonna deck him in the face and go home and never leave my room again.
A hour went by, and knowing Jack in bed, he could either be finishing up now or still going. Alex still hasn't heard anything and now we were watching a shitty movie on ABC. I wanted to just go home, and forget it. I was pretty damn sure Jack and Morgan were having sex but Alex told me three times to shut up and not jump to any conclusions yet because that's what got everyone into this mess.
“Have you eaten yet? I know you skipped lunch.” Alex suddenly asked.
“I'm not hungry.”
“I'm gonna take that as no, and that explains how you managed to get drunk quickly”
“Are you done being a dick?” I snapped, Alex went to retort but paused.
He looked at his phone, and typed something.
“I hope you're ready...” he mumbled. “Cause Jack's coming back.”
Oh how I always come back to this story
1/27/18