Jecka was never one to care about any type of holidays. I mean sure, she liked the act of getting things from people and the attention it gave her as a kid, but thats about it. No sentimentality or any excitement as she grew older.
Although, that changed with Nicole.
Which is probably why this made her so upset. They were already together, that meant Nicole by default would spend time with her on a stupid holiday all about being in a relationship, right?
At least that's what Jecka would've thought. Nicole must have different ideas, as there's been nothing from her the entire day. She didn't show up to school, she didn't reply to Jecka's texts, and she didn't pick up her calls.
Who wants to think their own girlfriend is gonna bail on them for Valentine's day? Jecka gave her the benefit of the doubt, sure it was just Nicole waking up late. Right?
She was proven wrong by the time lunch comes by and Nicole's still missing. "Fuck this" She mumbles, sitting next to Kelly so she doesn't have to sit alone and put it on display Nicole's not here. With her luck, Jeffrey would try to talk to her about some nerd shit.
Maybe it was obvious from her body language, but all Kelly does is throw her a few odd looks. No questions, which is great. Jecka doesn't want to talk about anything anyways. Her fingers graze the phone in her pocket, trying to feel any vibration to signal a text.
Fucking anything is better then silence.
"I haven't seen Emily today.. I heard she was doing some shady stuff with her boyfriend." Kelly gossips with Ari, who had joined their table. Jecka didn't notice beforehand. Her head perks up from her lap, wanting to engage in this conversation.
"Like what? Jeez I wish Nicole would fuckin' avoid her." A sour thought plays in her mind. Overthinking, most definitely. That's what she tells herself. Nicole wouldn't be off with Emily.
"Apparently she stole some hardcore shit from him. Now he's all like looking for her and going crazy trying to find her. I have no fucking clue what's up with thay bitch, honestly." Ari recounts, sharing her distaste for the girl as well.
"Are you for real? Oh my god what if he comes here? We are fucked!" Kelly exclaims, mouth agape. Great. Just what was needed today.
"You'd probably like that Kelly. I'm going to find Kylar, I need to buy something.." Jecka snickers at her friend, trying not to sound hostile and failing.
Once she's out of the cafeteria, she lights a cigarette. Barely caring about the fact she's just doing this right in a school hallway, maybe it would help keep her eyes off the stupid decorations hung up everywhere.
Who even cares, its just a stupid holiday. Nicole's probably just sleeping. Scanning the hallways, she runs into someone. Like, knocked to the ground shit. Fuck everything. "O-oh Jecka! I'm sorry.."
And her day just got 100 times worse. "Oh my god, Don't touch me! Kill yourself and go away!" She yells at Jeffery, frustration clouding her thoughts. He flinches, trying to apologize again, but she just walks away.
Jecka's not staying here anymore. Nicole can ignore her all she wants, but she can't do that if Jecka's in front of her. The February air bites at her exposed shins, but the determination in her stride makes it not bother her.
The engine of her car revs to life, as she puts it into drive and presses out of the school parking lot.
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A short drive brings her to face Nicole's house. Quietly creeping to the back of the house to force herself up the railing and into her girlfriends room was hard in the snow and ice, but she made it work. With a huff she turns to the bed, ready to fling the blanket off her.
Except there was no Nicole. Nicole isn't fucking here. Her blanket was already flung, left on the floor. Nicole is out with someone on Valentine's day that isn't her. Okay. Okay then. It's clear she's been gone all day, too.
Jecka wasn't sure what feeling was coursing through her veins. Jealousy, anger, sadness, whatever it was was overwhelming. Fuck her, seriously. How the fuck does she think this is okay? She sits on the bed and thinks about throwing herself into the pillows to scream.
She takes a deep breath, don't overreact. Her hand shakes as she punches in Nicole's number. If she doesn't pick up then she can get upset. Her breathing becomes strained as she hears the same fucking voicemail she's heard all day.
Her fingers rake through her hair, begrudgingly letting her thoughts take over. Who could she be out with? Someone she doesn't know? Or would it actually be Emily? God she hopes not.
She saved Emily's number a while ago. She just needs to clarify. Jecka doesn't know if she'd prefer for Nicole to be there or not anymore.
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"Why the fuck is your girlfriend calling me?" Emily stares at the call incoming on her phone. "Oh shit. What's the fucking date? Emily did you get yourself fucked over on Valentine's day? Fuck." Nicole holds her head in her hands. Honestly the best be is probably declining it.
After all, how do you explain that you're hiding from someone in a sketchy motel who's actively trying to break the door down, to your girlfriend?
"Well I didnt think you gave a fuck, Nicole! You agreed to this shit!" Emily yells, rejecting Jecka's call. The two girls pace the small room. They're on the 3rd floor, if they jump from the window they're going to break a leg or something.
"Jesus Christ, we're going to die from this fucking asshole! What the hell is your plan, Emily? Just sit here and get killed?" Nicole argues back, trying to plan any escape route that works.
She groans, straining to move the couch towards the door. Nicole picks up on the situation and moves it to block the door, hoping it'll stop him from endlessly banging against the only exit to the apartment.
"Wish I didn't leave my phone at your house." She mumbles, blankly staring at the window. Wishing they were on a low level.
-
"Fuck you Emily! You win! But I'm going to fuck you up once I find you!" Her boyfriend yells from behind the door, his footsteps fading away as he leaves. "Holy shit, Nicole we did it!" Emily jumps up to hug her, a smile tugging on her lips.
"You're celebrating that you almost got us killed? Give me your phone I need to call Jecka." She barks, her brows knitted together. Emily rolls her eyes, tossing Nicole the device.
Its got a cracked screen and the numbers are fading on the keypad. Whatever, good thing one if the things she swore to remember is Jecka's number. Fuck, here we go.
"Emily is Nicole with you?" Jecka's voice quivers, making her think she had probably been crying.
"Hey, Jecka. I have so much shit to tell you."
The line clicks, she hung up on her. Oh for fuck sakes.
-
The drive to Jecka's was quiet. Emily didn't wanna pry, Nicole was already done with her. She sucks at comforting anyways. "Thanks for today girl. I hope she's not too mad at you." Emily pulls into her driveway, slightly waving at Nicole as she leaves the car.
She would usually just walk in the door, not caring about what Jecka's stupid father had to say to her, but right now Nicole hesitated. She walks around the back, tossing wads of snow up to her window.
After her 4th snowball, a royally pissed off Jecka pokes her head out. "What the fuck do you want, Nicole? Why don't you go hangout with Emily. You were having a swell time fucking off for the whole day." She hisses down, slipping back in to close the window.
"Wait! Jecka I'm sorry. I got you flowers."
She holds out the small bouquet of roses. There was 5 or 6 in there, enough that Jecka could tell what they were from her brief look. She's lucky they even had any on the day of, but she's not going to worry about that.
"Fuck you. Come give me them in person." She slams her window shut, and Nicole goes to the front porch again, letting herself in.
"You're a bitch." Jecka rests her head against her boobs, wrapping her arms tighter around the brunette. They had sunk into her bed as soon as Nicole got into her room. "I know. I'll make it up to you."
Jecka makes an unamusing sound, but from the way she smiled against the collarbone of her girlfriend, its safe to say it will work out.