𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜 ❀ 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚢

Sept

Z a c h

There was nothing dishonest about his statement. he had every right to be angry with me. what he said rang true, we were supposed to have his back, but we turned around with a blunt knife and stabbed him in the gut and twisted it.

My priorities were all wrong, the baby in my stomach knew as much. First should be the baby, then myself, then Jack, then my friends.

As of right now i had no concept of blood related family, they were all
giving me the silent treatment.

i hadn't seen jack since he rightfully left the situation between Jonah and I, I also happened to be ignoring Jonah, who was suddenly a chatty cathy, calling my phone non-stop.

why can't the guy just understand we cheated him on his best friend and i didn't want to talk to
him. i knew exactly how it would go down, he would say something stupid like;

"i don't regret what we did, i know you felt what i did the moment our lips met. don't push me away, zach"

Like bitch i'll do whatever the hell I please. i don't care about the feeling you got when our lips met. i'm busy worrying about how i ruined a relationship with the man i love and on top of that i'm busy pregnant, which means raging hormones, which also means if you piss me off enough i'll cut off your balls put them in silicone and attach them to your key chain.

yeah, i wasn't doing well.

i sat up, grumbling at the fact that i was hardly two months pregnant and i was already struggling. i was beginning to show, i was so skinny that any ounce of fat or anything else stuck out like a sore thumb, so i wore oversized clothing, and leggings like usual.

picking up my phone, i speed dial Jack but it goes straight to voicemail. i'm supposed to hang out with dani and corbyn today, so i leave him a message.

"hey, i um, i know we messed up, i messed up. i never should've even thought about kissing Jonah. i want to apologize to you in person so when you get this call me back. i'm going to hang out with Daniel and Corbyn so i won't be at home for a few hours. okay, i love you."

i felt horrible, cheating on my boyfriend then hanging out with my friends... but what else am i supposed to do? i can't just sit around all day.

god! and i had to tell daniel, he had a right to know! him and
Jonah had only just broken up when i made such a whorish move. wow he's gonna hate me, i'm gonna have no friends.

Life is so good to me! note the sarcasm. but i suppose it's all just karma, one bad decision and it all turns to snot.

but where did the bad decision start and where would they end?

i shook my head, walking to the bathroom freshen up a little before my little hang out. i got a message from daniel saying he was here and rushed out to his car. he was in blue long sleeve, his dark hair
combed down, smiling at me as i got in.

"aw, hey you look cute" he said, i smiled half heartedly,

"thanks"

"what's wrong hun, you okay?"

"okay" i took a deep breath, "... you're probably gonna hate me but i have to tell you that I know you and Jonah broke up, he was over yesterday and i swear i didn't mean to, he just had a very dominating presence and i was- no, no excuse. i just, i want to tell you that i've been a horrible friend, Jonah kissed me yesterday and i kissed back, we kissed. and Jack walked in on us now jack won't call me and Jonah won't STOP calling me and i think i'm having an anxiety attack!" i struggled to take in a breath, my limbs starting to shake.

Jesus fuck, what do i do? my vision was tunneling and it was making me dizzy, i had to shut my eyes tight. i felt a hand on the back of my back, it was cool and slightly firm.

i focused on the hand and the ringing in my ear reduced as well as the dots in my vision. i slowly came out of it and retrieved my sanity.

"just breath z, i'm not mad at you. don't stress yourself out, it's bad for the baby" i nodded.

"wait, where are we going?"

"i want to go see Jonah, it'll be fast i promise then we'll go get corbyn and hang okay?"

"o-okay" i had never been to Jonah's house before and on the way there daniel was sure to let me know he wanted me to get out of the car and knock on the door with him.

so i did. Jonah's house was smaller then i imagined, it wasn't as small as daniels was, but it was smaller than mine or corbyns, and obviously Jacks.

i walked up the steps to the house and rang the doorbell. dani was beside me, looking a little lost in thought.

before i could say anything to him the door opened, and a disheveled Swim Captain came into view.

"Zach? how did you-" he was cut off by a fist connecting with his cheek. hard enough to knock him down. daniel only stumbled at the force of impact,

"Daniel!" i screeched.

"you realize you took advantage of a pregnant guy right?" was all daniel spat at the Captain before grabbing my wrist and pulling me back to the car, i kept looking back to see Jonah on the floor,
holding his cheek with a surprised expression on his face.

"dani, are you okay? you just hit a jonah, are you okay?" i asked him twice, he let out a shaky breath and shook his head,

" never hit anyone like that before..."

"i know... thank you... for that. how's your hand?"

"it kinda hurts..."

"we'll ice it when we get back to yours" i said and he just nodded.

•••

I waved at the car as it pulled out of the driveway, before unlocking the door and going inside.

The day had gone kinda fast, not a word from Jack the entire time. i had noticed that corbyn seemed a bit off. he was more quiet than usual, seemed far more reserved.

as i placed my keys on the rack and pulled off my shoes i noticed something odd about the place.

it felt different... i shrugged and went up to me and Jack's room. boy was i glad he decided to move out of his attack room, the amount of effort it would take to get up those stairs...

upon entering i immediately knew jack had been there. the place deco nicely had been touched by ocd.

i looked for anything, like a note or even the boy himself.
but the piece of paper on the pillow was the only physical evidence of Jacks presence.

•••
okay i just did a quick read through and i do not remember writing like half of this... anyways so....
i randomly just think of lines and i'm like, wow, i could start the chapter like that and then i sit down and write a chapter, i mean i already have the entire book planned i just don't want it to be rushed. the days between an update i'm literally freaking out about the smallest of things. but i think it's good that i don't force myself to write. i don't wanna lose my live for it cause i'm
trying to hard, i've defiantly done that before.

anyway i hope you enjoyed as always

-kc 🪐