for you

to shitty parents

It was Friday morning and Jack was laying on his bed spread out.

He had taken Belle to school and now he was just...existing.

Zach walks by his room quickly.

He had his airpods in and he was in a terrible mood.

Jack had figured that out on his own when his fried eggs were almost scrambled.

He decided to not worsen his mood by simply not disturbing him.

The curly head closes his eyes and tries to relax.

***

"Jack..." Someone calls out.

Jack snorts and lifts his head.

"Did Belle have another nightmare?" He asks groggily.

"Belle is at school Jack...its lunch time."

Jack opens his eyes.

"B-But I just closed my eyes." He sits up.

"And slept...good for you you were needing it." Zach smiles.

Jack rubs his face and puts on his glasses.

"Aight, lemme go to the bathroom and I'll go to the kitchen okay?"

"Sure thing."

The brunet walks downstairs as Jack does his business, washes his hands and walks to the kitchen.

He stretches as he yawns and sits down on his chair.

Zach made noodles with a fried egg and cheese.

"I made some cake for dessert." He smiles softly.

"You didn't have to."

"Of course I did...i don't want you complaining I don't feed you well enough."

They chuckle.

The two start eating in silence.

"This is good." Jack compliments his cooking.

"Thank you...its one of my faves."

Jack nods and they stay in awkward silence.

"Has your mood improved?" The curly head asks quietly.

"It has...cleaning really helps with de-stressing."

"Is everything okay or?"

"It is...its just that...Gabriela hasn't called all week and Belle asked me for her and I couldn't answer...im just pissed that she hasn't said anything."

Jack sighs.

"Gabriela is like that."

"Its her own daugh-" He cuts himself off as a tear drops from his eye.

He wipes it as soon as it fell.

"Are you okay Zach?"

"Y-Yeah...i just-nevermind...im fine." He smiles.

"Zach..."

The brunet sighs.

"It reminds me of my family."

"You want a hug? You seem like you need a hug."

Zach shakes his head and gets up.

"I don't need hugs I need a fucking shot."

Jack smiles.

"Well...is it really a shot if you're taking it alone?"

Zach grabs the secret vodka he bought from the cabinet and sits back down.