I Speak Fluent Sarcasm

Chapter Fourteen

(AN/ *HIDES UNDER MY BED* PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! BLAME SCHOOL! Interesting Chapter for y'all)

*Chelsea's POV*

I listen to his voicemail, as a smirk makes its way to my face. He's too easy to play with, with just words I can force him into my arms again.

Well, what I said was half a lie. I am pregnant, but is he the father? I am Miss-so-perfect? Or am I Miss-so-pregnant?

Do you get it? I changed perfect, with pregnant? Funny right?

I might have accidentally gave access to a thirty year old guy. Bribed the doctor to change the tests, and luring Jack back into my arms.

Even the devil was once an angel. Oh, and Aylissa. Poor girl. Sometimes I feel sorry for her honestly. She thinks I know nothing, but I know all.

I can make so much damage to her life in a blink of an eye. Jack had her diary and I might have taken a sneak peak.

Who could've known? Perfect Aylissa with all of this in her life. I should buy her some chocolate and eat them.

Surprisingly, I don't feel sorry for her. She deserves it. Maybe I can press more damage. Tell me father, spread it around the world?

I have to brainstorm all of this!

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Jack's POV

"Hey man, what's wrong with you. You've been off lately,"my mate, Brett. I forcefully remove my eyes from my phone screen, and look at him.

"Nothing, just family problems," I easily lie as I send another text to Chelsea.

Chelsea please, just explain to me.

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I throw my phone on my bed angirly and bang my hand on the bed's wood frame.

"Calm down man, if this is about breaking up with Chels, you did it. Not her," Brett shrugs as he grabs more chips and shoves it in his mouth.

He's right. It's all my fucking fault because I thought I was in love. I'm such a prick!

"Alcohol," I blurt out, "I need alcohol!"

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VERY SHORT FILLER CHAPTER! Sorry, Too much homework.

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