𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞 (Broken Red Crest Trilogy#1)

Jack

Jack

"Why do you write?" I ask Cara as she lays next to me, still in the hospital. She looks up at me and I already know it's going to be something deep.

"I write so I can breathe when the world hits you so hard it feels like you're suffocating and can't speak. I write to speak for the ones who can't be heard." She says.

She looks up at me and says, "My turn to ask a question. Can you tell me two secrets? Something to make me happy."

"I read romance books," I blurt out. "And I got a skateboard but I fell like three times. Oh yeah, and it was my birthday."

"It was your birthday!" She squeals and sits up but cries out in pain, her hand flying to her stomach.

"Don't sit up, you're still bruised," I rub her stomach gently as I help her lay back on the bed. "Continue, moonflower."

"Happy late birthday, cupcake." I raise my eye brow. Did she just call me cupcake? She notices my expression and tilts her head.

"Did you just—cupcake?" Wow, great grammar Jack. She giggles at my confusion and pokes my side with a big grin.

"You're my cupcake 'cause you're real sweet," I roll my eyes when I'm really melting at her feet because of that nickname. "And I just like cupcakes and I love you so...makes sense."

"Hellooo Mr. Shrimp on the Barbie, mate!" Sam says busting through the door with Emma, mocking my British accent.

"I'm British, you idiot!" I say, facepalming. Sam looks at Emma who's watching him adoringly. Sam blushes. I've never seen that man blush in his life.

"And hello Miss. McMuffin strudel!" Emma exclaims after. Cara lets out a small giggle and I can't help but look down to see her smile. Beautiful.

"Did you two plan that?" Cara asks them. No wonder Sam and Emma are perfect for each other.

"God, who's getting who's last name?" I ask sarcastically. They're literally meant for each other.

"I'm taking her last name! My name isn't Sam Atlas anymore but Sam Martinez. Right, Emma?" Sam says looking down at her, his arms draped over her shoulders.

"Right. Emma Atlas wouldn't sound right and if we're thinking feminism here you should definitely take my last name, Sam Atlas." She says flicking her blond hair.

"I will gladly do that, Emma Martinez." His lips reach down and meet hers. Wait is she Sam's first kiss? I look over at Cara who's smiling so big.

God, I want to kiss that smile off her beautiful lips so bad. I see San squint his eyes at me. I glare at him.

"Jack, since you're British, why don't you talk in British slang or say bloody when you're going to insult me?" Sam asks.

"You're a bloody insult to my existence! Better for you?" I ask with a sarcastic tone and tilt my head at him.

"Sure but why don't you use British slang," He lets out a dramatic gasp. "Are you ashamed of being British?!"

"No, I'm not ashamed of being British! I grew up here so I used American slang but my accent formed in England since I was born there."

"Jack say something to me in French." Cara says sitting up and looks at me.

"Je vais te faire complètement et totalement mienne." I say with a smirk. She looks at me questioningly with her head tilted.

"What does that mean?" She asks and looks at Sam who's completely stunned. I may or may not have taught him French so he knows what I said.

"It means I love you." I say and she aww's, hugging me.

"Guys my drums broke the other day." Sam says suddenly, changing the subject with a smirk.

"How do you possibly break drums?" I ask, I've seen his drums and how hard he hits them.

"Well me and Emma were making out and I tripped and fell on them." He says with a blush.

"You said you weren't gonna tell!" Emma says smacking his arm and covering her face.

"Is he a good kisser, Emma?" Cara asks with a sly grin on her lips. She's messing with her. I've never seen Cara tease someone and now it's the most insanely attractive thing I've ever seen.

Emma groans and hides her face in the crook of Sam's neck. He pats her back in a way that says it's okay.

"Is she a good kisser, Sam?" I ask joining Cara in the teasing.

"You I will strangle in your sleep. And look who's here," Sam lifts James in his arms. "James will help me smother you with...what should we smother him with James?"

"My bear!" He says lifting his brown bear in the air, hopping out of Sam's arms and hitting me with it.

"I will get you, you little midget." Cara says getting out of the bed and lifting him in the air, spinning him.

Silence. Silence fills the room when everyone sees her legs, bruises and cuts all over.

"I'm going to kill him." I say and Sam places his hand on my shoulder with a head shake.

"Not the time," He says quietly. "And do you really want to become a felon at the age of sixteen and miss out on all the glorious food of the world?"

"Sam, just because you have this abnormal obsession of eating more food than my brain can even comprehend, mean I want to as well."

"I eat food because it's the only thing good in my life besides you guys. My parents suck, they hate me, I'll never measure up to what they want. I fail them more than you know," He stops and smiles. "Anyway I eat food because it is simply delicious and my life's purpose to eat more than man can even comprehend."

Cara hugs him and he grips her so tightly it look like he could snap her in half. "You're doing your best and that's all that matters."

"I guess you're right but as long as I have food and you guys, my life is complete forever." He says with a smile that shows he's dying on the inside.

I hate his parents almost as much as I hate my own. Okay, I don't hate them. They just don't deserve the title of parents and I would rather die than let them think they do.

"James!" Emma says abruptly with a giggle. James is literally hitting her leg repeatedly and yelling.

"Sam has a crush on you! Sam has a crush on you!" He giggles and Sam lifts him in the air and tosses him gently.

"How dare you expose me. You're supposed to be my friend, mister." He says tapping his nose.

"I'm not your friend! I'm a mean boy hitting you with my bear! He's my side kick!" James says and whacks Sam.

"James you wound me. I thought we were friends." He says and places James on the ground.

"I love you, Sam," James says hugging Sam's leg. He looks up at him from the ground with a little baby pout. "But I'm still going to smack you with my bear!"

"You're so mean." Sam says and ruffles his brown hair causing James to giggle.

Authors note:

NOT EDITED KEEP RUDE COMMENTS TO YOURSELF please.