The moment Jack introduced me to Bri, all went silent afterward. Both Bri and I just kinda, looked each other over. I've got a glimpse of her before, but meeting her face to face was a different story. She was definitely pretty, which kind of sucked, but I knew better then to think past that. After a few awkward moments passed by, I decided to just get this over with.

“Hello...Bri.” I said, and she raised her eyebrows. Probably shocked that I'm not freaking out at her.
“So, you're Ember.” She spoke, and crossed her arms. “You're shorter than I pictured.”

I only shrugged at her comment. I'm short, big deal.

“Jack,” I looked over at him. “Can we have a couple minutes?”
“Are you sure?” He asked, and I nodded. He didn't look too happy about the idea, but took Bailey and walked off without a word.
“So, is this the part where you threaten me?” Bri asked, once Jack was out of hear shot. I shook my head.
“More like the part where I thank you for whatever you did for Jack.”
“What?” She asked, jaw dropped.
“I know you had, or have, feelings for him, but despite that, you helped him fix our relationship first. So, for that I thank you.” I said, ignoring the feelings in my gut that this was bad idea. “And whatever you and Jack did before, when he was off his medication, I forgi-”
“We slept together.” She interrupted, snapping it at me. Blood drained out of my face, and I stared at her.
“What?”
“The night Jack and I met, we had sex and it was glorious.” She spoke, completely void of emotion.

I had no idea what to say to that. My heart beat doubled as I tried to process that statement, and Bri started to smile in victory. I knew this wasn't going to go as well as I wanted it to.

“You can act like you're moving on all you want from that,” She started again. “But now you know for sure. In fact, Jack knows it too. He just didn't want to tell you, and probably never would. It's kind of funny though, before you forced him into rehab and into taking meds again. All he ever talked about was how much of a bitch you were, and how he just knew you were fucking his best friend. Everything he told me, just made me feel bad that he was with someone as worthless as you. I was always there to make him feel better, be the shoulder to cry on. Since Jack practically hated you when he was with me.”

“S-stop it.” I said, my hands were starting to shake. I didn't force Jack into rehab, he went there himself. I didn't do that to him...did I? Bri just laughed.

“Wow, you're just as pathetic as I thought too.” She placed a hand on her hip, pointing at me. “Now he worships the ground you stand on. Sounds kind of, fishy, don't it? Are you sure it's not the pills that like you? Cause I would feel like shit if that's all it took to get a man to want to marry me.” It was starting to get harder to breath, the more she spoke. “Ha, look at you now. You can't even handle the truth. You should have known this all along. Everything that's fucked up about this situation is your own damn fault. Jack and I could have been happy together, and he wouldn't need to change himself just to be with me.”

Bri was still talking, but I was beyond listening now. All the words she said were pounding around in my head and was trying to make me doubt everything all over again. I was so sick of going down this road, but the more this girl stood in front of me, telling me all the things I never wanted to hear, it was getting harder to hold on to what I believed. I moved my mouth, trying to tell her to shut up or something, but no sound came out. The world was starting to spin around me as my lungs refused to take in air.

I covered my ears, hoping he sound of this slut's voice would go away, but nothing could stop the voices still going on in my head. I closed my eyes, trying not to fall to my knees and focus on fucking breathing but it was turning out to be a pointless battle. I was shaking, I couldn't breath, this was ending up to be worse then that time with Alex, Matt, and Zack. I started to bite down on my lip, trying to do something, anything to make this all stop. The metallic of blood filled my mouth, and still wasn't enough to snap me out of it, so I bit down harder.

“What the fuck is going on?” Jack's voice rang through the insanity and I managed to open my eyes in time to see Jack run over, Bailey even fighting to keep up with his strides.

Once he got to us, he went straight to me and said something, but my hearing blanked out again. It wasn't till I felt his hands on my face did I realize I was crying too. Jack was saying something else, something about breathing. Well, I'm trying. Make the voices shut up. I thought...or maybe, I said it. I have no idea. He rubbed my face some more, and I released my now most definitely bleeding lip, and saw his face get really, really angry. When Jack turn to look at Bri, I grabbed onto his shirt for some reason. Maybe I thought he was leaving. He didn't make any move to get too far, or pull my hand off.

“What the fuck did you say to her?”

Notes

I was going to make this less drama-y, but I then I was like, fuck it, let's make Bri a meany butt.