❀Zach❀

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maybe we could've been friends
if i met you in another life
maybe then we could pretend
there's no gravity in the words we write

~skin~
~sabrina carpenter


'where did you go last night?' jack asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

shit. i thought he was still asleep when i left last night.

' where did you go last night, zach?' he asked again.

'i went for a walk. i had trouble sleeping after last night's party!' i lied.

'wrong answer,' jack seethed. 'would you like to try again?'

'what do you mean?'

jack shoved my phone in my face and said, 'i need to see you tonight. asap.' he was reading the text eben had sent me. i could feel the colour drain from my face as he continued. 'you coming or what? i can't wait all night'

'jack! i can explain!' i quickly stated when he finished talking.

'no!' he shouted at me. 'you don't need to explain anything! i followed you last night. i know everything i need to know about you zachary dean herron.' his words hurt me. i moved back against the wall to put some distance between us.

'j-jack,' i tried again.

'i was played by the goody-fuckin-two-shoes,' jack said with a short laugh of disbelief. 'i'm the one who was supposed to play you! but i didn't! because i loved you! and i was crazy enough to think you loved me too!'

'l-loved?' i asked as my eyes began to burn with tears. 'you don't love me anymore?'

'why the fuck would i?' his words were laced with venom. 'i fuckin hate your guts. now, i want you to listen to me herron and i want you to listen close. get the fuck out of my house and don't ever come back. if you ever, and i mean ever come near me or my family again, i'm going to fuck you up.'

i felt an all too familiar pain in my throat as a lump formed at jack words.

'now go!' he shouted and pointed to the door.

'b-but jack!' i cried. he threw my phone on the ground at my feet. i felt tears spill onto my cheeks get. the fuck. out of my house.' he repeated. i looked in his eyes for any sympathy, any sign that this was just some cruel joke.

i saw nothing. just a pair of empty eyes. it was like looking at a stranger.

i quickly got up off of the floor and ran, the tears blurring my vision. i hated this feeling. i cried once, in front of myta and josh. i soon learned to control those sad feelings. i refused to let them see me broken. i wouldn't let them break me again.

but jack?

he shattered me.


'hey, it's ok, zach,' corbyn said softly.

i went to daniel's house. i didn't know where else to go.

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