Just One of the Boys

Chapter Five

My head was spinning. I was trying to comprehend what was just said but I couldn't. I felt like the biggest bitch ever. I just didn't know, they never tell me anything. But Jake, oh my god his parents are dead. Like dead dead, never coming back. But I knew how he was feeling right now, losing my mum was the worst thing that ever happened to me. I lost my best friend, my guidence, but most importantly, I lost the one person I could really tell anything to. And having two brothers and a father, I don't think they want to know about periods and boy problems. But right now this was about Jake and helping him over come this.

"D-dead." I managed to squick out.

"Yes Savannah their fucking dead!" He said breaking down into tears, throwing himself back onto the couch.

"W-when did you find out?" I quitely asked.

"Last night," He said with a sigh,"The police phoned me lastnight, and I went down to the station to check and yeah it was them."

"Well what happened exactly?" Matt questioned.

"Drunk drive lost control and drove into the other lane, the lane my parents were in and hit them head on causing them to spin out and hit a telephone pole."

"Oh my god. Does Allie know?" I asked worriedly.

"No, I don't fucking know what to tell her. How do you tell a 10 year old her parents aren't coming home, ever." He barked.

"Well you have to tell her!" I yell back.

"No shit Savannah! But how! Do you know how fucking hard it's gonna be!"

"Yeah actually I do!" I said, turning around and walking back up the stairs abruptly. Boy did that shut him up.

"Savannah? What's going on?" My dad questioned me, meeting me at the top of the stairs.

"Nothing dad, just forget it." I said with a sigh while trying to wipe away the obvious tears and walked straight into my room, slamming the door behind me.

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Collapsing at my door I immediately burst into tears. How could I be so mean to somebody who just lost the two most important people to him? I had to apologize but how? Jake's never gonna forgive me after how I treated him. I felt like shit for making him feel even worst about everything. God he was there for when my mum died so I better fucking be there for him. I managed to pull myself up from behind my door and I made my way to my bathroom. Oh god, I look horrendous, I thought as I looked into the mirror. Starting back at me was a girl with puff eyes, and mascara smeared all down her cheeks. I definitely looked as bad as I felt, and that's really bad.

I quickly undressed and hoped into the shower and just let the hot water run over my back for what felt like forever. For some reason it made me feel a bit better, but even so I still felt like shit. I threw my hair up into a towel and walked back into my room from my bathroom. Quietly picking out a pair of boy shorts and an oversized tournament t-shirt, as if I make anymore noise I'll just make things worst. Crazy I know but I just felt awful.

I crept down the stairs trying not to make a sound, but of course I stepped on that one God damn floor board that always squeaks.

"Shit." I cursed.

Thankfully I made my way down the stairs without anymore noises, and I wandered into the kitchen looking for something edible. But to my dismay, all I found was Jake.

"Fuck." I mumbled, but obviously not quiet enough cause Jake whipped around at my sudden outburst and was standing staring blankly at me.

"What." He bluntly said, without a change in expression.

"Uh sorry I was just hungry. Didn't have a chance to eat dinner." I awkwardly said, trying extremely hard not to make eye contact with him, but dispite my efforts, I miserably failed. His piercing green eyes stared back at me, but there was something missing from them. All the life seemed to be sucked right out of them. Again, his expression did not change and he just passively treated me like I wasn't important.

He looked so vulnerable. Oh screw it, I don't care if he's pissed at me or never even wants to talk to me again, I had to try and make things right. This was my only opportunity and I took it. In an instant my arm fling around his neck pulling him to a hug. He was a little take back at first but for some reason he hugged me back.

"I'm so sorry Jake. So fucking sorry I was such a bitch and you didn't deserve that and I should have known better and -"

"Savannah calm down, it's fine I promise I'm not mad." He said very calmly.

"Your not?" I questioned.

"It's not my fault you didn't know and acted the way you did."

"Well either way I'm still so sorry Jake." And with that I carefully unwrapped my arms from around his neck, and for a brief moment we just kinda stood there, neither one of us wanting to move.

"Well I'm gonna go to bed now," Jake said awkwardly fixing his hair, "night Savannah." and with that he gave me a little smile and made his was up the stairs to the guest room. Leaving me wonder what the hell this boy was doing to me.

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heyo pals in very sorry it's been a few days since I uploaded but exams are finally done and the new semester just started so I'll have lots of time to write!

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