Johnnie's pov
Fuck. What if Jake came to Tara's dorm and realises I'm here? And why does he care about me anyway? Is he going to ignore the fact that he left me to go to some party and forgot to buy me food so he could go out with Diana just to act all innocent now? What the fuck? I snap back to reality and stare at my pillow before aggressively punching it, pretending it was Jake. I could feel Tara pull me back and try to calm me down. I fell to my knees as I cried and shoved my head into my pillow while hugging and punching it. Tara sat down beside me as she pulled me into a hug, "shhh.. hey it's going to be okay alright? I'm here for you. It's going to be okay." I hugged her tightly as I cried," What if he comes here and finds me? I'm so scared.. I just.. I'm not ready to face him just yet.. I need more time away from him. I don't want to keep ignoring him and pushing him away like this but.. it's for the best I guess... and why is he acting like he didn't leave me and forgot to buy me food to go to some party with Diana and do "it" with her just to act all innocent now? And I'm so stupid to think I'd ever have a chance with him. I'm such a fool. Whys life so fucking shitty? WHY?" I shouted as I cried non stop, my whole body shaking uncontrollably while hugging Tara tighter. I was going to throw my pillow and beat it up to release my anger and frustration and sadness as I gripped the pillow tightly.
Tara put her hand over mine, making me let go of the pillow. "Come on, I'll take you somewhere. Trust me, it'll help you let it all out," she said as she helped me up. I knew she would never send me to a therapist as I agreed and we got into her car as I continued crying the whole time. Tara comforted me as she drove. I couldn't bring myself to look at anyone but just looked down and wept quietly as Tara held my hand as I aimlessly followed her to wherever. We walked into a room before he asked me to look up. She wiped my tears as she handed me a silly outfit. "What is this?" I chuckled softly as I put it on. That's when I rubbed my eyes and looked around. She brought me to a rage room. We both wore the outfit and she stood in a corner and watched as I took out my anger on everything, hitting everything in my sight with the bat that was given. It felt good to let it all out. At the end of it, she patted my shoulder. "Feeling better?" She asked. I smiled as I thanked her. "Well, we're not done yet," I looked at her confused as she dragged me back into her car.
We soon arrived at a axe throwing place. She pulled me by my wrist excitedly as we went in. We took turns to play and it was surprisingly cheering me up. Even though the whole time Jake kept calling my phone, I didn't care and ignored it. And not only did going to a rage room and an axe throwing place somehow help got my mind off of Jake but also helped me release what felt like years of anger and sadness and I felt so much better. Jake has had a lot of girlfriends in his life, and everytime he either got a crush or a girlfriend, I just never seemed to be able to accept that he was straight. I've loved him for years but I never said anything because I'm scared as fuck.
Jake's pov
What have I done? I laid back down on my bed as I stared blankly at the ceiling. I turned to face Johnnie's bed, hoping this was all a dream and that he was sleeping peacefully. I missed him. I got up and wrote a letter before heading to Tara's dorm, dragging myself there as my vision was blurry. Maybe I smoked a little too much. I knocked on the door. No reply. I kept knocking. I peeked under the door and realised nobody was home. I slipped the letter under the door before leaving. I hope Johnnie sees it. I sighed as I curled up into a ball on Johnnie's bed, banging my head on the wall. I kept trying to call Johnnie again and again but he didn't pick up his phone. I got frustrated and put my phone away as I stared at the wall, zoning out. Suddenly, my phone rang. I ran to pick it up, hoping it was Johnnie or Tara, but it was just Diana. "Hello?" "Hey I just wanted to say I really enjoyed last night and was wondering if you wanted to hangout?" I paused. Fuck, I still can't remember anything. "Sorry but what happened last night? Sorry I'm still blurry," "you don't remember? We played 7 minutes in heaven and we took it to the bedroom after. But your "friend" dragged you away all of a sudden," I stood frozen in shock. I did it with Diana? I laughed it off and agreed to hangout and hung up. The truth is, I really don't feel like going out. I'm worried as fuck about Johnnie and I'm high as hell. I got dressed and was about to leave when I got another call...
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