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“I would be more open to greeting you if you weren’t throwing a tantrum about something that is the best for you.”

“Oh my God, Dad, please…” I groan, pushing the pancakes away, suddenly not hungry.

“Jessica, please. I’m worried… I can’t sleep thinking about you getting hurt, just please…” I rub my temples and stay quiet, listening to him talk but not really saying shit. I mean, what can I say? He don’t even give a fuck about how I feel.

“Dad, can we talk about h?—”

“Jessica, I’ll be at your next game. Let’s talk then…” My heart thumps at his words, and I go still.

“Dad… do we h?—”

“We will talk then,” he states coldly and I don’t even have time to reject him because he hangs up and I throw my phone, feeling like shit.

Fuckkkkk this is bullshit!!!

I curl my lip pissed, but I quickly fix my lips when Frank walks back in because I don’t want to get him involved with this shit.

“Are you ready, Li— Wait… you didn’t finish your breakfast…” He frowns, looking at the half eaten pancakes.

“I’m just full, baby,” I wink and his cheeks go pink and my mouth falls open shook.Did Frank just blush?

“You really are something else, Jessica, you know that?”

“Only for you, baby.” I stand and chuckle. Though I don’t feel the best, I still put a smile on my face for him as he grabs my bag and heads to the car.

On the way to school, even though Frank and I are talking, my mind is on my small conversation with my dad and texts from my mom… but I do my best to stay focused because there’s no way this day can get worse…

“Have a good day in class, baby. I’ll pick you up after your last class.” He kisses my hand, and I wave him away, heading over to my building when I see a few of my team members clustered and laughing about something. I go to wave at them, but the second they spot me, everything dies.

Their smiles fade. Their eyes go wide, and they turn to avoid looking at me.What the fuck?

But I don’t even much sweat it. I just take my happy ass to class, take my notes, and leave unfazed. It’s not like I give a damn if they’re acting funny, but it’s when I run into Tek that shit turns weird as fuck. I spot him hanging out with one of the cheerleaders, his arm slung around her neck, and they look cozy and cute.

I smile at the fact that he’s got him a lil cutie and go over to talk to him.

“Hey T…” The moment he spots me, his whole demeanor shifts. He stiffens, eyes skimming past me like I’m a stranger. Not even a glance.

Whoa…

Now what in the Doug Dimmadome is going on here?

Tek is ignoring me?Why?I stand there watching him walk off, feeling odd, wondering what the hell is going on, when I hear the last voice I want to hear. I don’t even have time to dwell on it before I hear his voice.

“Damn, Arctic Beauty. You really made bathroom history, huh?” I turn to see Duval stank ass grinning, eyes dancing with amusement.

“What the fuck are you even talking about?”

“I’m talking about the rumors about you getting your back blown out by your crossdressing boyfriend in a guest bathroom. I gotta admit, hearing that was not on bingo card,” he adds, shaking his head, and a bitch stumbles a bit…the fuck he just say to me?

The who got what blown out where?

“Excuse the fuck outta me? What did you just say?”

“Oh, you didn’t know? Everyone’s talking about how that dude Frank had you begging like a mother fucker for the dick in Tek’s bathroom at the Monday Night Football party!” Duval raises a brow and on mother fucking God, Shigaraki ass must have touched me the way I feel my body and mind crumble and turn to dust…

I want to be a Digglet and sink into the mother fucking ground! I place my hand over my mouth, face burning, hyperventilating, and he frowns.

“Hey… you alright?”