Latched.

chapter 18

"He just seems off Blake, that's all I'm saying." Sam said to me from across the table.

Jack wasn't here today, something about his parents legal stuff. I'm worried about him being alone with Sean. After I found out some of the things he has done to Jack, I feard him being alone with him. I don't know what it is, but I feel so latched to Jack. I have to keep him safe, no matter how small I am. We've been texting non-stop since this morning, so at least I know he's okay.

I glared at Sam. The way I always do when he pisses me off.

"Shut up Sam. He's fine." I argued back. He's been so negative about Jack and it's really annoying. I never once said anything about the trash girls he's dated so why can't he shut up? Jack is mine, not his.

"Don't get mad, I'm just telling you what I think. I'm just looking out for you." He bit into his apple.

"Sam. I'll be fine. You don't even know Jack, so you can't make assumptions right away. I never once said a damn thing about all the skanks you went out with, so why don't you just chill? He means a lot to me, and I don't want to lose him Sam. Please. Just give him a chance. That's all I'm asking." I threw up at the mouth, and felt better. It always takes me yelling at him for him to finally get it.

Sam cleared his throat, and looked down, "Okay. I'm sorry."

I smiled slightly, "Thank you. That's all I want from you."

After school, I went straight to the track. I parked my car, and went into the locker room. I kept thinking about Jack, and him being with Sean. He stopped texting me in 7th block. I didn't want to blow him up, but I was really worried. I checked my phone one more time before I put it up, and changed.

I made it to the track, and saw coach Stern. He looked at me and smiled.

"Two warm up laps Mitchell." He said.

"Okay." Was all I said as I started running.

I kept thinking about Jack. Ugh. Why was I so worried about him? He's fine Blake. He's a big boy, and he can take care of himself. I tried to get the thought out of my head by running faster. It still didn't work. I stopped all together out of frustration,and groaned to myself. I started to run the other direction to the locker room.

"Mitchell, what the hell?" Coach yelled obviously confused.

"Hold on coach, I forgot to do something. I'll be right back." I yelled walking backwards.

I didn't even give him time to respond, because I rushed to my locker. Once I got my phone out, I checked my messages. Finally. Three from Jack, and two from my mom. I sighed to myself.

Jack: Hey baby. Sorry I didn't text you, I was in a meeting all day.

Jack: You're probably at home.

Jack: Or at the track. Have fun. Text me when you get out.

Mother: Blake, when are you coming home?

Mother: Let me know when you get done with practice.

I didn't even bother responding to my mom. I was too focused on Jack.

I picked up the phone and dialed his number. I waited for the answer. When I heard his voice, my chest loosened, and I breathed out a sigh.

"Hey baby." He spoke.

"Hey Jack." I whispered.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just got out of practice, can I come over?" I lied. But it was a purposeful lie, I really wanted to touch him. I don't know how people do long distance relationships, they would suck.

"Only if you want to."

"Be there in 15."

"Okay." I hung up and packed my stuff.

I snuck out of practice, and headed for my car. I'll think of something to tell Stern later. But right now, I wanted to see my baby.