Jinxx's POV
"I didn't know you had a
girlfriend!"
Jake says.

"Me neither!"
Andy says.

"Since when!"
Ashley shouts.

"This is all new!"
Jinxx says.

"Well, congrats..... I'm so confused."
CC says.

"What's there to be confused about?"
I ask.

"Where SHE came from!"
Ashley says.

"Okay, calm down."
Andy says.

"Jinxx?"
Other Jinxx says.

"What!"
I snap.

"Where'd sh-"

"I called her. I told her to come. I'm sorry Andy."

"You should have asked me first!"
He shouts.

I sigh.

"This was all so sudden, like setting the world on fire."
CC says with a smile.

"Can she stay, Andy?"
I ask pushing the hair out of my eyes.

"Only till 10."
Says Andy.

It's 9:53.

"Okay."
I say smiling at Holly.

She smiles back as I kiss her neck. I love her green-died hair. Her black leggings, ripper just above the knee(like my jeans)Her red converse sneaks, a torn black top-sexy.
I lean into her as our piercings on our lower lips hook. I feel a sense of satisfaction as she tightens her grip on my shoulders.

"Holly."
"Mmmm, Holly!"
"Holly, we need to stop."
"Shit Holly!"
I say to her remembering my past with my dad.

"Why dear."
She pleaded.

"I'm not ready for this. I, I can't. Sorry, it's not you. I'm not ready for this."
I say as she gets off me.

"It's 10!"
I say to her.

She looks at her pink watch.

"Fine, Jinxx. I love you."
She says kissing me cheek.

"You too love."
*blows her a kiss*

She exists the house, and she usually looks back at me, but doesn't this time.

I say goodnight to the guys, and the early the next morning, I get a text from Holly:
We need to end this Jinxx
Im sorry.
I really am my sweet love, but it's not working out. We're both struggling.
Im sorry, it's over love. I'm sorry.-Holly

"Ooh, fuck'n shit!"
I shout getting up.

Right after I get up, I go to my room, and tear through my draws, and bags that still have yet to been unpacked, until I found it! My good old friend, Mr. Blade.
I roll up my sleeve, and run the shiny metal blade across my arm.
Once for myself, five more times for the guys, and three times for Holly. And how could I forget, one for my dad hating me.

I watch in amusement as my dumb brain finds great pleasure, joy, and amusement in the bright red colored blood.
I lay the blade down on the sink, and rummage through the cabinets for gauze. I threw away my old shitty gaze, and rapped it up with my new stuff I got last week, and put three straight peaces of tape onto the gauze that hugged my arm tight.

I clean up, put away the medical tape, gauze, and throw the blade into my bag. I get up, walk out of the bathroom, back into my bedroom, and put in my leather jacket.
I grab my iPod, plug in my buds, and listen to 'Set The World On Fire' by The Black Veil Brides.🏴