𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕥- 𝕛.𝕣.𝕒

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Lyla POV

I woke up in someone else's room, in different clothes. I shot out of bed, I was getting scared. I told my dad I'd be back by 10:00pm. ITS FUCKING 12 IN THE AFTERNOON! Shit!  He's gonna kill me. I jumped out of the bed and ran downstairs. I was looking at my phone

29 missed phone calls from "father"

10 + messages

I didn't have time to check the messages. When I got down, I saw Jack making eggs and pancakes. I wasn't shocked but I kinda was. He saw me, and came up and gave me a hug. I immediately started crying. He was brushing my hair while I was hugging him. I couldn't believe this. After everything I've been through, I couldn't believe that someone would be making me feel like this

After a while, Jack lets go of the hug. He looks me in the eyes and we both laugh at the awkwardness.

"How are you feeling, you know, after last night" he asked

"You know, I'm feeling better  since last night"

"How are you so ok with things? You know, I've only known you for three days, but I already seem to know about you so much. You always put up a front that your ok, but I can tell your not. You always tell everyone your ok, even with tears in your eyes. Your hurt, and I know it. You don't have to keep things to yourself all the time, Lyla"

I'm at a loss of words. I'm shocked that someone other than Christina would say this. He says it so well, I start to feel safe. After a while, I'm thinking about whether I should open up to him. Fuck it

"Jack, I'm about to tell you something that only Christina knows. Promise me that you won't judge me?"  I said

"Lyla, I care for you, why would I judge you?" I look into his perfect eyes

 "I am a messed up child, Jack. When I told you how my mom died, and the last thing she was doing was crying. I never told you that was my fault. I was the reason she was crying, because I told her I hated her. She died thinking that I didn't love her" I started bursting into tears

"Oh, Lyla. She was probably only crying because she never got to tell you how much she would miss you. I mean, who wouldn't miss you?"

I stare at the ground, the tears were stinging my eyes.

"try my dad "

"why, what else is there, Lyla?"

I couldn't hide it anymore.

"HE HATES ME, JACK! HE HATES ME, HE BLAMES ME FOR HER DEATH! HE HURTS ME! HE MAKES ME FEEL BAD ABOUT MYSELF! HE'S THE REASON I DO THIS!"  I couldn't save myself from telling him. I showed him my arm. I can't tell if he was crying for me or the fact that a depressed girl just screamed at him like he was stupid. But when he looked me in the eyes, he looked genuinely hurt. 

"Lyla, I'm so sorry. I always thought it was just because of Lucas, but I should've know more than that. Lyla, please let me take you away, away from all this hurt, all this pain. Please, Lyla." He was begging me

"I can't Jack. He's probably already pissed that I didn't come home from last night. And besides, he'll hunt me down and probably kill me if  I was on my own"

"Then at least let me take you out. At least for today. You deserve to be happy, even if it's for a little bit"

I decided for a little bit. Fuck it, my dads gonna kill me either way . I nodded to Jack, and he embraced me in a hug.