instant connection ; jake paul [editing]

2 months later
jake's pov

"babe come on we gotta go!" i yell to her in the bathroom.

"okay one second!" she yells back. i hear something drop and cursing.

after about 15 minutes she comes out.

i have to admit, she does look nice.

but not as nice as dawn. not even close. dawn was a goddess that couldn't even be compared to tessa.

if only i could be with her right now, holding her in my arms. i can't even be in the team 10 house.

tessa made me move out of the house and into her dirty ass apartment.

it's disgusting. drugs scattered everywhere, rats crawling around, and some guy knocking on her door asking for the rent every day. the jake paulers have no clue what's going on with my living situation and i'm worried for my channel. they still support me though, and that i'm thankful for.

the day when tessa held dawn and i hostage; worst day of my life. but it was for the better because i couldn't risk dawn getting hurt.

i'm barely in contact with the team 10 members anymore. i hate it. it fucking sucks and i don't know what to do.

tessa never leaves my side. never. i can't even call the cops on her because she's always there.

i tried to sneak out once to go back to the team 10 house, but she caught me and fucking slit my arm with a knife. she's psycho.

flashback

"welcome to team 10 tessa!" i excitedly say, helping her with her bags as she walks through the door with a genuine smile on her face.

"thanks so much jake!" she says, setting her stuff down and hugging me.

i hug her back and i'm immediately hit with her perfume. smells like pumpkin spice.

"thank you so much for responding to my email. i never thought you guys would even look at it!" she says. i can tell she's super grateful.

"no problem. we saw a lot of potential in you." i smile.

end of flashback

back when she was normal. she seemed genuinely happy to be in team 10 and was awesome to have around. i don't even know what happened to her-

"jakey hurry up!" she whines, stomping her foot like a child.

she made me take her on this stupid date. a really expensive restaurant cause her ass can't afford anything.

"coming." i say, walking to the door.

"excuse me?" she asks, anger flashing over her face.

"coming, babe." i sigh, opening the door for her.

-

we arrive to the restaurant. it's called the palm restaurant in downtown los angeles.

we walk up to the front desk and a lady immediately greets us.