Better Days [COMPLETED]

Chapter Seven

ZAC

I was still sitting in my seat when I noticed that everybody was gradually disappearing. First Justin, then Brooklyn, now Fatima. So I got up and walked around until I heard somebody calling my name.

"Zac." Fatima's voice caught my attention.

I turned around, "Baby where you been at?" I ask her.

"It's a long story." She had. "I don't have time right now I need to get out there." She said grabbing my hand and pulling me back out to the stage.

We took our seats and she leaned over to me, "I love you." She randomly said pecking my cheek

That's when I knew whatever was just going on in the back must've been some bullshit. I looked at the side of Fatima's face as she stared off into nowhere. Brooklyn came out from the back with a mic in her hand. After being ten minutes, she seemed ready to start this bullshit ass telethon.

"What was going on?" I leaned over and whispered to Fatima.

We both were sitting there "listening" to a bunch of people talk about raising money for a hospital we barely know anything about. Fatima keeps getting me into more and more stuff that I have nothing to do with. Every time I turn around it feels like I'm in something.

"Nothing, Brooklyn and I were just talking." She said still facing forward.

"T, don't lie to me." I say glaring at her.

"I'm not lying." She said turning her head. "I'm serious." She looked me in my eyes and then turned back at me.

"Ayo sorry about that man." Justin said as he ran up to his seat.

"What kind of friend are you?" I ask sarcastically. "Leaving me out here by myself." I say shaking my head.

Justin looked at Fatima and then back at me. They both just sat awkwardly, neither of them said anything.

"You alright?" I ask Justin.

He chuckled, "Why wouldn't I be?" He asked staring at Brooklyn.

"Because, you're shaking the table." I showed him.

Just as I said Justin was sitting at the table tapping his foot, that's usually what people to when they're upset. He was looking like he wanted to fight somebody. I moved my chair over a little bit, to prepare myself in case he was about to sneak and get me from the the side. I know Justin and I like him, he's a cool guy, but I don't know him like that. But I do know when people start tapping they leg, they about to pop off on somebody.

"Babe what's going on?" I ask Fatima.

She help up her finger and continued talking to the person on the phone.

"Girl listen, I don't wanna be here anyway." I tell her getting louder.

"Shhh." A lady behind me said.