Wake Me Up
Chapter 3
Jackie couldn't believe her eyes.
Her best friend was kissing Jonathan fucking Toews.
Jackie's insides turned just thinking about the two of them together. Hannah didnt deserve someone like him.
She didn't deserve the captain who had those big brown eyes that made you want to melt. Who carried his team to two Stanley Cup wins. She didn't deserve the guy who had a big heart and cared about everything. And the number one reason why she didn't deserve him; she was a puck bunny.
Jackie couldn't believe she just thought all those things. What kind of friend was she? A shitty one thats what.
Jackie closed her laptop and did a sigh.
Sure Hannah was good to look at but once you got past that, what was there? An empty shell.
Just then Jackie thought of something. If she hadnt been so stubborn and self conscious, she could've went to the club and would've met Jonathan. And maybe, just maybe, he would've chosen her instead.
In a spontaneous act, Jackie threw her phone against the wall. She watched it shatter before her eyes. Quick as lightening, she went to her phone to check out the damage. Just a few cracks to the screen. It was nothing compared to her shattered heart.
Bitterly, Jackie went upstairs to her room and looked at her wall of hockey players. There was one poster of Jonathan up. In that moment, she didn't even think he deserved to be on her wall. She tore the poster off her wall and crumpled it up and threw it in the trash. Some tape still remained on the wall from where she had ripped it.
To get her mind off of them, she went onto her teams website and began to type. She typed a quick message saying tryouts for a new goalie would be tomorrow at 8 PM at Klondike ice house. She hoped that by tomorrow, all of her stalking of goalies will have paid off. By stalking them, she hoped to call them and tell them all to come to tryouts. Fuck Ramona for making her life a little bit more complicated.
Jackie looked at her clock. It was almost two. Hannah wasn't coming back. That could only mean one thing. . .
In that moment Jackie ran to the bathroom to go throw up.
Thankfully, nothing happened. Jackie took a deep breath and tried to steady her breathing. She couldn't let herself to think of those two in bed together. Or really doing anything together. She began to brush her teeth and when she started her phone buzzed. It was a text from Hannah.
Hey girrllll u r not going to guess who I am with right now. Can't wait to tell u allllll about it!
Of course she would text me to rub it in my face, Jackie thought. Thats all Hannah ever does, tell me about all the great things that happen to her, but never listens or even cares about the things that happens to me.
With disgust, Jackie turned off her phone and made her way back to the bedroom. Maybe she could sleep it off. Maybe this was all a bad dream and what she saw really wasn't reality. . .
Her best friend was kissing Jonathan fucking Toews.
Jackie's insides turned just thinking about the two of them together. Hannah didnt deserve someone like him.
She didn't deserve the captain who had those big brown eyes that made you want to melt. Who carried his team to two Stanley Cup wins. She didn't deserve the guy who had a big heart and cared about everything. And the number one reason why she didn't deserve him; she was a puck bunny.
Jackie couldn't believe she just thought all those things. What kind of friend was she? A shitty one thats what.
Jackie closed her laptop and did a sigh.
Sure Hannah was good to look at but once you got past that, what was there? An empty shell.
Just then Jackie thought of something. If she hadnt been so stubborn and self conscious, she could've went to the club and would've met Jonathan. And maybe, just maybe, he would've chosen her instead.
In a spontaneous act, Jackie threw her phone against the wall. She watched it shatter before her eyes. Quick as lightening, she went to her phone to check out the damage. Just a few cracks to the screen. It was nothing compared to her shattered heart.
Bitterly, Jackie went upstairs to her room and looked at her wall of hockey players. There was one poster of Jonathan up. In that moment, she didn't even think he deserved to be on her wall. She tore the poster off her wall and crumpled it up and threw it in the trash. Some tape still remained on the wall from where she had ripped it.
To get her mind off of them, she went onto her teams website and began to type. She typed a quick message saying tryouts for a new goalie would be tomorrow at 8 PM at Klondike ice house. She hoped that by tomorrow, all of her stalking of goalies will have paid off. By stalking them, she hoped to call them and tell them all to come to tryouts. Fuck Ramona for making her life a little bit more complicated.
Jackie looked at her clock. It was almost two. Hannah wasn't coming back. That could only mean one thing. . .
In that moment Jackie ran to the bathroom to go throw up.
Thankfully, nothing happened. Jackie took a deep breath and tried to steady her breathing. She couldn't let herself to think of those two in bed together. Or really doing anything together. She began to brush her teeth and when she started her phone buzzed. It was a text from Hannah.
Hey girrllll u r not going to guess who I am with right now. Can't wait to tell u allllll about it!
Of course she would text me to rub it in my face, Jackie thought. Thats all Hannah ever does, tell me about all the great things that happen to her, but never listens or even cares about the things that happens to me.
With disgust, Jackie turned off her phone and made her way back to the bedroom. Maybe she could sleep it off. Maybe this was all a bad dream and what she saw really wasn't reality. . .
Notes
Don't you just feel so bad for Jackie? I know I do. Well to bad for her. Anyway please comment on the story!!
10/10/13