Chapter 3
I rubbed my eyes and yawned simultaneously. I sat up on the bed.
"Ah." I groaned,"what time is it babe?" I said while stretching and twisting.
I received no response and I looked to my right, and Zack was fast asleep. Snoring and all sorts. I leaned over him to pick up his phone to look at the time. My left eye was completely shut and I was squinting with my right eye, the light from his phone was too bright.
Just as I was about to put his phone down an 'iMessage' popped up from a contact who was saved as '???' The message read: 'I miss you babe :( xx'
Hold up a second.
I don't know who her babe is, but it's definitely not My Z. I decided to scroll through the chat and I witnessed all this lovey dovey talk. Exactly How Zack and I talk.
I turned off the ringer on his phone so he couldn't hear me screenshot the chat. I whatsapped the screenshots to myself and ended the chat. We barely talk on whatsapp anyway. I didn't even want to send the photos of us two together to myself anymore. I had to talk to him about it. We had such a good day yesterday, I didn't want to ruin anything but my gut was telling me to do the right thing.
I shook him lightly at first, hoping he would wake up. Which was quite dumb of me knowing that he was a very deep sleeper. I began shaking him furiously but to know avail. When that didn't work, I slapped his face as hard as I can.
SLAP!
He jumped out of bed and I acted like I didn't do anything. "What was that?" He asked confused, while shaking his face and body aggressively.
"What was what?" I responded, while playing with my hair.
"Erm didn't you-"
I gave him a confused look while shaking my head aggressively.
"Never mind, Good morning though."
He leaned in for a kiss.
"Morning." I said flatly, moving my head to the side to avoid his kiss.
"Is there something wrong Kace?" The corner of his lips turned into a slight frown. His dark brown eyes - almost black, showing concern and worry.
"Is there someone else, Zachary?" I responded quickly.
My arms were folded across my chest.
"No it's only yo-"
I cut him off. "Stop lying!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.
he had a surprised look on his face, he's seen me angry before but never this angry. I was even shocked myself but I decided to hide my true emotions.
"Who is she?" I continued. "Who is she Zachary?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He pleaded while trying to pull me in for a hug, I rejected it.
"I'm going to ask one more time." I shut my eyes with anger.
My hands curled up into tight fists, I was sure my hands were going blue.
"Who.
Is.
This.
Girl."
I said slowly and carefully, making sure he heard every single word.
"It don't matter about any other girls Kace, I only love you."
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RomanceTo the rest of the world, Kacey Jackson is your average, bubbly, quirky, intelligent and sporty seventeen year old girl. However behind closed doors, she is a broken and hurt girl who is finding it extremely hard to balance her school life, sporti...