I Knew You Were Trouble
Chapter 8
“Jack. Help me”
“And why should I?”
“Because, I’m stuck in a boat in the middle of a huge freaking
pond with no possible way to get out”
“Swim”
“Thanks Captain Obvious”
“You’re Welcome Lieutenant Sarcasm”
“Not funny Jack”
“Well I think it is very funny considering this is payback when you left for no reason”
“Can we not talk about that now?”
“We have to sometime”
“How about when I’m safe and out of this boat”
“You’re in a boat?”
Face palm.
“Yes, and I need you to get me out”
“Why didn’t you just say so? I’ll be right there”
Then he hung up. I worry about that boy sometimes.
It was only about 7 minutes until I saw a fuzzy looking figure standing on a dock. I waved my hands in
the air signaling where I was. I suddenly realize how bad of an idea that is when I fall into the freezing
pond. I couldn’t tell what to do. Water went up my nose and in my mouth. I suddenly forgot how to breathe.
Deeper and deeper my vision only got darker and darker.
I thought I was on the brink of dying when I felt arms dragging me upward. Up and up until finally I started
coughing up all the water I had taken in. My nose burned and stung. Truth is I never really learned how to
swim, but I’ve slightly figured it out. “Elaina, are you all right?” Jack was looking at me. His hair all wet and
stuck to his face, breathing deeply and shirtless. “Yeah, fine. Spiffy”. We somehow made it work so he could drag me back to the shore.
Once we were on firm ground I collapsed and sprawled my limbs on the green grass. “What the hell were
you thinking?” he said in a rarely used tone of his. I did not want to discuss this right now. “Can we wait until we’re both in dry clothes?”
“Only if you don’t run away again”
“Deal”
Jack had let me borrow a pair of sweats and a shirt, but I was having a wrestling match with my jeans.
“Elaina, you’ve been in there for half an hour. What is taking so long?” Jack shouted through the bathroom
door. “My jeans are glued to my freaking skin” I shouted back. There was a long silence before he shouted
again, “Do you want help…taking them off?” he sounded unsure. I think he meant that in the least dirty way
possible. “In the least dirty way possible” he added. “Yeah, fine”
“Come out here”
I opened the door to see him already dressed in a pair of sweats and new shirt. We shared a moment
looking at each other. “Sit on the bed and I’ll pull them” I just nodded and lay back on the bed sticking my
legs out. He awkwardly stood at my feet and gripped onto the denim lightly tugging. “You’re going to have
to pull harder than that” I said. This time he has a better grip and tugs roughly inching my jeans off my
hips.Slowly the jeans are slipping down my legs and suddenly off my feet. I stand up and slip on the
sweats before grabbing my jeans from Jack and placing them in our pile of wet clothing. He picks up the
pile and walks away with it, shortly returning afterwards. We both sit on his bed looking anywhere but at
each other not really knowing where to start this conversation.
“So…” I trail off.
“Why? Why did you leave?” he asks with a little bit of hurt noticeable in his eyes.
“You picked up the phone and said you weren’t busy. So I got up and left thinking I wasn’t anything to you” I said quietly and hardly above a whisper.
“It was Holly. I had to say something to let her know I wasn’t ‘cheating’ on her” he said air quotes included.
“I probably should have known it was her and that’s all you were trying to do, but if she accuses you of
cheating when you’re hanging out with a friend is she really worth sticking around for?” I want him to break
up with her but I’m not going to be obvious that’s for sure. “I guess you’re right” he stops and thinks some
more,” I just think Holly is special. Yeah everyone kind of thinks she’s a slut and wears a pound of
makeup,but so what? No one knows about how much we care about each other. I’ll at least give it time
before I consider it”. The last thing I really want to hear right now was that exactly. This will definitely be
hard to get him to see that she isn’t all the loving and caring he thinks she is. “Whatever you think is right”
I say with a false smile. “Anyways, I should be heading home. Thanks for the clothes though. Bye” With
that I’m out the door but this time on better understandings.
“And why should I?”
“Because, I’m stuck in a boat in the middle of a huge freaking
pond with no possible way to get out”
“Swim”
“Thanks Captain Obvious”
“You’re Welcome Lieutenant Sarcasm”
“Not funny Jack”
“Well I think it is very funny considering this is payback when you left for no reason”
“Can we not talk about that now?”
“We have to sometime”
“How about when I’m safe and out of this boat”
“You’re in a boat?”
Face palm.
“Yes, and I need you to get me out”
“Why didn’t you just say so? I’ll be right there”
Then he hung up. I worry about that boy sometimes.
It was only about 7 minutes until I saw a fuzzy looking figure standing on a dock. I waved my hands in
the air signaling where I was. I suddenly realize how bad of an idea that is when I fall into the freezing
pond. I couldn’t tell what to do. Water went up my nose and in my mouth. I suddenly forgot how to breathe.
Deeper and deeper my vision only got darker and darker.
I thought I was on the brink of dying when I felt arms dragging me upward. Up and up until finally I started
coughing up all the water I had taken in. My nose burned and stung. Truth is I never really learned how to
swim, but I’ve slightly figured it out. “Elaina, are you all right?” Jack was looking at me. His hair all wet and
stuck to his face, breathing deeply and shirtless. “Yeah, fine. Spiffy”. We somehow made it work so he could drag me back to the shore.
Once we were on firm ground I collapsed and sprawled my limbs on the green grass. “What the hell were
you thinking?” he said in a rarely used tone of his. I did not want to discuss this right now. “Can we wait until we’re both in dry clothes?”
“Only if you don’t run away again”
“Deal”
Jack had let me borrow a pair of sweats and a shirt, but I was having a wrestling match with my jeans.
“Elaina, you’ve been in there for half an hour. What is taking so long?” Jack shouted through the bathroom
door. “My jeans are glued to my freaking skin” I shouted back. There was a long silence before he shouted
again, “Do you want help…taking them off?” he sounded unsure. I think he meant that in the least dirty way
possible. “In the least dirty way possible” he added. “Yeah, fine”
“Come out here”
I opened the door to see him already dressed in a pair of sweats and new shirt. We shared a moment
looking at each other. “Sit on the bed and I’ll pull them” I just nodded and lay back on the bed sticking my
legs out. He awkwardly stood at my feet and gripped onto the denim lightly tugging. “You’re going to have
to pull harder than that” I said. This time he has a better grip and tugs roughly inching my jeans off my
hips.Slowly the jeans are slipping down my legs and suddenly off my feet. I stand up and slip on the
sweats before grabbing my jeans from Jack and placing them in our pile of wet clothing. He picks up the
pile and walks away with it, shortly returning afterwards. We both sit on his bed looking anywhere but at
each other not really knowing where to start this conversation.
“So…” I trail off.
“Why? Why did you leave?” he asks with a little bit of hurt noticeable in his eyes.
“You picked up the phone and said you weren’t busy. So I got up and left thinking I wasn’t anything to you” I said quietly and hardly above a whisper.
“It was Holly. I had to say something to let her know I wasn’t ‘cheating’ on her” he said air quotes included.
“I probably should have known it was her and that’s all you were trying to do, but if she accuses you of
cheating when you’re hanging out with a friend is she really worth sticking around for?” I want him to break
up with her but I’m not going to be obvious that’s for sure. “I guess you’re right” he stops and thinks some
more,” I just think Holly is special. Yeah everyone kind of thinks she’s a slut and wears a pound of
makeup,but so what? No one knows about how much we care about each other. I’ll at least give it time
before I consider it”. The last thing I really want to hear right now was that exactly. This will definitely be
hard to get him to see that she isn’t all the loving and caring he thinks she is. “Whatever you think is right”
I say with a false smile. “Anyways, I should be heading home. Thanks for the clothes though. Bye” With
that I’m out the door but this time on better understandings.
Notes
Hi! Happy Valentine's Day/Singles Awareness Day :)I decided I'd post this even though it's late and probably crappy. So here have a chapter and eat your heart out.
Now have a very lovely day...or else.
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