Alone // Jacky Vincent & Ryan Seaman

Chapter 14

-Jacky's POV-

Today was the day. Today was the day I finally leave the fucking house. It took me a while to convince myself to leave the warmth of the sheets, but eventually I got up, instantly being engulfed in the cold air. I made my way across the hall to my own room and got dressed quickly. By the time I got downstairs, my mum was already in the kitchen waiting.

"Oh good, I didn't even have to threaten you," She said, and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm actually kind of sick of staying inside." I informed her, rummaging through the fridge for food.

"I never thought I'd ever hear you say those words." She seemed genuinely shocked for a moment. "So does that mean you'll finally clean your room? It's disgusting in there."

If by my room she meant Ryan's, the definite answer would be no. I was hanging on to his scent on the sheets for as long as I could at this point, and washing them would obviously ruin that.

"Don't push it." I remarked, smirking as I went for the door.

It felt weird, walking to school. After all, I hadn't gone to school in a while. I'm sure that'd be weird too. I decided to tell Ryan the exciting news, that I was actually going to school. I'm sure he would love to know.

'I'm going to school'

It showed up that he read it within a few moments, and not long after he replied.

'Fucking finally. Tell Ronnie and Derek I said hi. And do your homework. You probably have weeks of missed assignments, right? Have fun ;)'

I briefly wondered how he can be both really responsible and a complete asshole at the same time. God, I love him.

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I went straight to the same place I always did at school- our meeting spot. Except this time it was different, because Ryan wouldn't be waiting there for me. It was pretty empty, really. I almost regretted getting there so early. I ended up standing around for almost ten minutes before I heard someone from down the hall.

"Jacky? Jacky fucking Vincent," Ronnie hurried over to me, looking extremely shocked. "What the fuck,"

I smiled, really relieved to see a familiar face. The only people I've seen in a while have been Ryan and my mum, and Ryan just left me.

"Where have you been?! We thought you switched schools again or something."

"Well, uh, I've just been at home. Things have been kinda shitty." I didn't want to sound super depressing, but he seemed to understand.

"What about Ryan? Is he here?" He asked, glancing down the end of the hall.

"Uh, about that," I looked at the ground for a moment, trying to stay composed. "Ryan's in New York for a few months. Until his birthday."

"What?! Why?"

"Since his mom isn't around, he has to live with his aunt or whatever until he's eighteen," I trailed off, not knowing what else to say. Well, I could tell him how much it fucking hurts, but again, I was trying to be calm about it.

"Aw, dude, that sucks." Ronnie said softer, and I knew he was being genuine about it because he rarely is about anything.

"So what's new here? How's Derek?" I changed the subject, not wanting to think about it anymore.

"Well, I haven't really hung out with Derek in a while, I guess- I've been kinda, uh- occupied with someone else,"

"Who is it?" I smirked, although with Ronnie, it'd probably just be some senior girl I don't even know. I barely know the people in my own year.