Chapter 41 ~ If I'm a bad kisser please don't tell me, I have some ego left

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Song of the Chapter: High Heels by JoJo *explicit* (Beginning of Chapter). Catch fire by 5 seconds of summer most definitely towards the end and think of this song in Jace's point of view.
I tried extremely hard to put Catch Fire on here but through the wattpad YouTube thingy-mabob it wouldn't let me. only piano versions or live. (And I didn't what to do live because you hear the fans singing with it). So if you get a chance please do listen to that song it gives you anidea of what Mr. McQueen is thinking.

Walking into the house was an interesting scene of events upon opening the door.

People were making out everywhere and maybe one or two may or may not be having sex for the world to see.

I. Hate. Couples. Especially those kind that can't keep there hands to themselves in public.

I take the lead and barge through the compact hallway into the living room. Where everyone of course was dancing or dry humping-mostly dry humping.

I turn to the right and barge through another group of people and make into the kitchen. There was room just off the kitchen, with door open and smoking coming out of it.

I quickly look away from that room and close my eyes.

I turn back to my group of friends, opening my eyes. Carly shoots me her mom look. I give her a reassuring smiling.

The look still doesn't leave her face, she knows that side of me all too well. The part I keep her closed off about is why I did it and how far I was up the chain of underworld of fights.

I let her see the bruised bleeding knuckles, I let her see me get in a fight when someone tried to attack because I was with her. I let her see the side of me that release all the hurt in a unhealthy way.

But she saw it and put it together, I barely even filled in the blanks, except of why I did it and how did I get into it.

Reece hands me a can of beer and I shake my thoughts away. I don't want the guilt of never telling Carly of why I did what I did. Why I started fighting in the first place.

I crack open my beer and I chug it.

Slamming the empty can down after crushing it with my hand. "One down, and about 9 more to go." I say with smirk.

The boys have there eyes out of there head of how fast I drank it. Meanwhile Ava and Carly look at each other like they haven't seen anything new.

"Let's party." I say devious smirk. Ava and Carly smile at me, Carly's more of a nervous smile.

Both boys nod there head and start leading there dance partners towards the floor. -Me being the freshly new single- I slip away from them once we get back into the living room. I head towards different hallway, I stop in my track when I see Leigh and Jace making out against the wall. Leigh had him up against the wall while her hands kept traveling lower. Jace just kept his hands above her waist.

He's mouth says he's enjoying it, his body says he isn't. He's posture was out of balance, instead of a confident stance like he's usually in. His hands aren't doing anything they are just sitting there doing nothing.

Or maybe it's my imagination wishing that he's having a terrible time with her. Seeing things to otherwise make me feel better.

I shove that aside and I keep on walking. Keeping my head up as I walk by them, and into the hallway. The hallway where they had spare rooms and bathroom I'm assuming because there were people in line outside the door. Shoving by I walk towards the screen door that leads to the outside nightlife.

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