The Bad Boy Calls Me Enemy [COMPLETED]

How great it would be

April

"So what are you going to do?" Leah asked sipping on her cup of coffee.

It was new year's first morning and we were in a café we always hung out before when things were less complicated. I sighed as I stared blankly at my own cup of cappuccino struggling to think or process things in my mind. Was there really no way out?

"April, at least drink that." Jayson shook me by shoulder as if I was sleeping, which I think I was. I was mentally sleeping even when my eyes appeared wide awake.

My heart ached with every breath. When last night was over and I woke up the today surrounded by both my best friends for a moment I laughed in my head thinking how great it would be if my problems disappeared. How great it would be if Christian was safe and not in the hospital. How great it would be if Dad and Austin were at home making breakfast together for us and I would go home so we could eat and enjoy our little family reunion.

How great it would be if mom was alive...

"April?!" Jayson's voice rung loudly in my ear an my eyes snapped at him.

"What?" I nonchalantly asked.

"Your tears are going to get into your cappuccino."

My eyes immediately turned down at the cup and all of a sudden my cheek felt wet. Was I crying? I didn't realize when tears had made their way out.

"Sorry." I rubbed my sleeve onto my face getting rid of the stupid tears.

"So when are you going back to LA?" I propped my hand on the table and rested my head over it. Change of subject was necessary. No matter how tough that another subject was. Jayson going back to LA was another blow I had to endure.

His eyes changed instantly as if I had something I shouldn't have. He scratched the back of his head and finished drinking his espresso in one go.

"Jayson?" Leah sensed it too.

"What's wrong Jay?" I brought his hand closer to me. It was shaking.

"Well, um, things are not good back there. They are, um well, kind of falling apart." He stuttered.

"What?" Leah and I exclaimed in unison.

"Yeah. I don't think I'm going back there ever." His eyes were dead. I had a hunch that something was wrong. He never mentioned about his life there on the phone and whenever we asked he would change the subject.

"What happened? Is your Dad okay?" Leah got up from her seat and dragged it near him as I let go of his hand. She sat down closer to him and put her hands around his shoulder.

"No. He's...he has become hopeless without mom. She definitely knew this would happen. That's why she let him have the custody so easily." He stabbed the table with his hands.

"Baby, calm down." Leah murmured. "What exactly happened?"

"Well, Dad started working in a new firm but apparently they didn't like his work. They hired him just because he had experience. Eventually fights started between him and other employees. He even had a fight with his boss." Jayson stared at me with empty eyes.

Jayson's father was a journalist and his mother was a lawyer. Obviously she got her way with the divorce.

"Then he started drinking. He used to come home really late and mess around the house. Screaming how he still loved mom and she didn't." He sighed clutching his face in his hands.