I Speak Fluent Sarcasm

Chapter Fifteen

*Aylisa's POV*

I sit down, and open up my English book.

Pregnant.

Of course. There is always something to rip my only happiness. I'm not saying Jack was my only happiness, it's just...

He was my only proper friend since her.

My eyes blur at the thought of her. How young she was. How kind.

It should of happened to me.

Not my gorgeous, gentle and generous Talia.

I wipe my tears and blink.

No. No crying. Especially not at school.

"OI, Aylisa." I turn round to see the person behind me.

"Jordan?" I roll my eyes. When I first joined this school, Jordan was a massive di*k to me. Yet now, he is alright...I suppose.

"Wanna come to the party tonight? It's at my place." He invites me.

Usually parties are not my thing, in fact I attended one and never again, but right now I'm so mad I agreed.

Finally, the bell goes to signal the end of the day.

"Pick you up at 8." Jordan winks at me, then walks down the hall.

I sigh as I open my locker.

What have I got myself into?

*Jacks POV*

I nervously tap my fingers against my steering wheel. I have never felt so frustrated, so angry, so confused. So mad. And oh so very sad.

I think about since Lissa has joined, and how she changed my life.

Here's a list:

1. I actually paid attention in class
2. I stopped talking to my mates, except on the phone
3. I managed to get a D instead of an F
4. I dumped Chelsea
5. I know her secret, and it kills me.

A pretty long list because of a pretty girl.

I pull into the driveway, unlock the door and go up to my room.

Aylisa has messed me up so bad, all I want to do is hurt her.

But that hate is coming from my brain, not my heart.

I love Chelsea. Chels and our little baby on the way.

And sadly, I like Aylisa too.

My phone pings, and my mate Justin has sent me a picture.

He is at Jordan's party.

Shoot, is it 9pm already?

I open up the photo and gasp at what I see.

It's a picture of Jordan, with his arm around Aylisa and they are dancing. I glare hard at Jordans hands, one which is on Aylisa's shoulder and the other which is too close to her as* for my liking.

The little s-.

How dare she.

So muxh for not moving on because of that stupid little secret of hers.

*Aylisa's POV*

I stand uncomfortably as Justin snaps photo of Jordan and I.

The moment I stepped foot in this party, I regretted saying yes.

The smell of alcohol hit my nose strongly, and the taste of drugs filled the air.

Typical teenagers is all I can say.

And right now, right this second, I fell so awkward. It's like a reminder of being touched up by that guy at the last party I went to.

Jordan has his hand directly on my butt, and I did not give him permission to.

I elbow him off and storm out the door.

I walk down the road, and I just keep walking.

Despite wearing heels, but feet don't hurt. My brain seems to be empty as I walk out of town, twice in fact, and come to a park.

I bite my lip.

This is where me and her always used to go, before my secret began.

We used to camp in these woods, and play in the park.

Even at the age of 14.

And now I'm 17, and I thought I would be sharing these emotions with her.

My best friend.

I take a deep breath.

It's called my secret for a reason.

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Tada! You should be proud of me. I updated one day after Jana!

What's Aylisa's secret? Ha, not gonna tell you just yet.

But you can guess!

So, thoughts?

- Bella :) Xx