No Clouds

[beckyboo]

Omg I hate him sooooooooooooooooo much

Make Macca hurt him

Update soon Laura!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[aejdude]

Great chapter.

Martha shouldn't of done it with him, although in a way if he is like that it's good she's not with him anymore so she can find someone else.

I'm sure Macca will sort him out, in the next chapter.

Can't wait for more.

Update soon.

[gawguss_tiff]

OMG what an ARSE i hate him soo much i agree make macca hurt him REALLY badly lol he could shoot him with one of the farm guns lol or is there not really guns on farms do they just say that on tv? well anyways i cant believe that poor martha update ASAP

[Tasha]

Poor Martha *cries* I hate hate hate hate hate this Jack, i love Jack Holden, but i hate this Jack. Macca was right. Stupid this Jack. Poor Martha. Great fic though

Please update soon

[-ParaisGal-]

Is this Jack, the Jack Holden we know and love? Better not be Lola!

[Jacksthehottest]

Stupid Jack, what a jerk, Martha should have slapped him, or maybe she should tell Macca, who will prob beat him up . Poor girl, thankyou for updating though. Can't wait to read more please update soon

[Chair]

Thanks, Laura. I'm sorry that Jack has dumped her - I am thinking some unrepeatable words about Jack.

[beckyboo]

Laura

Update lol!!!

No everyone its not Jack Holden I dont think

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[loobieloo]

See what happens when you all dont pay attention? If you had actually read it properly you would have read where i told you all it wasnt jack holden lol

Go to chapter 2! It says it all there!

And i should update later....hopefully

[loobieloo]

Heres the next chapter, its actually a very long one for me but im not updating it again after this chapter, theres no point. so enjoy it.

Chapter 4

Martha banged and banged on the front door of her house, impatiently waiting for someone to answer it.

“Okay, okay” Came her dad’s voice, behind the door, “I’m coming, I’m coming!” upon opening the door, he saw Martha’s tearstained and unhappy face, “What’s up Marth?” He asked

“Nothing, I’m going to bed” She rushed past him and up the stairs before starting to cry once again.

Once she was in her bedroom, she closed the door tightly, and collapsed onto the bed, sobbing. She was so disappointed with herself, why hadn’t she listened to Macca in the first place? She could never tell him what Jack had done now, she didn’t want to give him the chance to say “I told you so”.

She asked herself over and over again how Jack could do this to her, he was supposed to be her boyfriend, he was supposed to love her, and want her to be happy. How could he just use her like this? She hated herself so much for this right now, she wished she hadn’t been so naïve and fell for Jacks charms. All she ever wanted was for him to love her, and she didn’t see what she had done wrong. She had given him something she would never be able to get back, and he had used her for it.

The next morning, Martha awoke to find herself still in her clothes, she must have cried herself to sleep last night, her face felt tight from all the dried tears. Just remembering the events that had occurred the night before brought tears to Marthas eyes, she was so embarrassed. She couldn’t stop thinking of how much of a good thing it was that no one would ever know about it, she couldn’t handle the embarrassment if everyone knew.

“You coming to school sis?” Came Maccas voice from downstairs

“Oh no! I’m late!” Martha cursed herself before shouting back downstairs to Macca, “ Umm, I don’t think I’m going today, I’m not feeling too good.” She hoped he would just accept that and leave for school without her but she knew he wouldn’t.

“What’s up?”

“I’m just coming down with a cold I think” She replied, “I’ll take a paracetamol and meet you there hopefully, just go before you’re late too!”

“Ok bye!” He shouted, she heard the door shut after him and breathed a sigh of relief, a day to herself, to sort her head out and another day without having to face Jack. It had skipped her mind that her mum would be there though and as her gentle knock came upon Marthas door, she groaned. “Here we go, now I’ll have to tell her” She muttered to herself before slowly standing up off the bed and carefully opening the door to her mother.

“Don’t try to tell me you’re ill Martha, I know these things, it’s about a boy isn’t it?”

How could she answer that? Was she supposed to tell her mum what she and Jack had done? She knew her mum would go totally mad at her so she decided not to say a thing, unless her mum specifically asked of it. This way she wasn’t lying to her, just telling her the bare essentials.

“Yeah, it is” she looked to the floor, the cream carpet, to escape her mothers concerned eyes.

“Well?” She asked

“What?” Martha didn’t know what she was asking her

“Who is this boy, and what has happened to make you want to stay home from school, I’m sure if it was a simple as a crush, you would want to go to school to see him right? So come on, tell me everything.”

“This is it” Martha thought to herself, “I have to tell her it all” .