Forever and Ever ∞ K. Jacobs

Chapter 21

Sapnap has been here for just over a week now and all they've really done is stream, which was to be expected as that's what they did the first time around. Today though, is an exception. While I was streaming yesterday with Sierra we joined their discord call. He was painting nicks nails for an alt stream which I found funny as I was messing around with a nail art kit so Sierra and Nick spent half the stream arguing about who's nails were cooler. Chat asked about my nails and right now they're longer that usually and black, which I was promptly met with yelling from Nick as our nails match. The people in my chat were fighting about whether they gave off e-girl or skater vibes and that's when I remember that Karl promised to teach me how to skateboard and what better time to do it than while Nick was visiting.

So today, we're meeting them at a nearby skate park and I was beyond excited. "you're so annoying." Sierra laughed as she walked into my room, leaning her shoulder against the doorframe, "what, why?" I asked, look up at her from where I say on the floor in front of my mirror before going back to my eyeliner,  "of course your dramatic ass had to go full on skater girl outfit." she laughed, gesturing to my outfit. I looked down at my distressed jeans and stripped crop top, "if you think this is bad then you're really gonna hate this." I smirked, standing up and walking over to my jewelry before pulling out a chain necklace with a lock on it. I quickly put it on before turning to her with a smirk. "you're the worst." she laughed loudly making me role my eyes.

"what can I say, I was a theatre kid. Being dramatic is who I am. If the day ever where I don't go all out with my outfit comes that's when you should be concerned." I smiled, leaning down by the door to grab my backpack to pack it. "well I just came in here to tell you that we're leaving in 10 minutes so try not to take too much longer." Which prompted me to roll my eyes and with that she was gone. I threw whatever I'd need for the day into my small backpack before looping it around my shoulder and grabbing the skateboard I bought in anticipation for today. "okay, I'm ready." I practically skipped into the living room only to be met with somber faces, "what's wrong?" I asked, setting my skateboard down by the door and walking up to the couch.

Izzy sighed and looked down at her hands which she was fidgeting with in her lap. My guess is that that was in an attempt to keep them from shaking which was an unfortunate trait that we both shared, "I'll have to meet you guys there in a bit, mom called me this morning and I have to resolve that first before I can enjoy the day." she said and I felt my stomach drop, this was the first time she'd reached out since the phone call by the house, I didn't even know she'd unblocked her so I asked that exact question. "no she's still blocked, she had the balls to call from Mike's phone so obviously I picked up since he only usually calls in emergencies and was met with her voice." she shivered at the thought, "what did she say, are you okay?" I asked, now sitting on the couch beside her as Sierra watched on in complete silence.

"yeah I'm fine, it was a shock but she sounded relatively calm. She asked where I was staying and I said with you, that's when the line went silent for a bit. She said she wanted to talk in person and I told her that she obviously can't come here so she suggested meeting for lunch. I told her I'd meet with her only if Mike was there and she eventually agreed so I am fine, you don't need to come or worry about me, I'm just going to be a little late." she quickly got the last sentence out as she probably saw the worried look on my face. "okay, if you're sure you're fine you can go but call me if you need anything, I'll leave to get you in a heartbeat." She shot me a small smile, huffing a sigh of relief as a pulled her into a hug and rubbed her back. What i wouldn't give for neither of us to have to see that woman again.

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"where are they?" Sierra asked, looking around the parking garage that we'd been stood in for the last 10 minutes, I looked up from the picture I'd just taken of our shoes and smirked, "someone's inpatient." I remarked, making her roll her eyes, "I just don't like when people set a time and don't stick to it, 1 means 1, not 1:15." she let out a deep sigh at the end of her rank making me chuckle, "feel better?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow. She shot me a small smile then nodded, "much, now since we have some time to spare, why don't you be a doll and take some pictures of me?" she smiled giddily and handed me her phone before going to take a seat on one of the cement wheel stoppers. I quickly posted the photo on my story before beginning to take pictures, squatting for some and getting high angle for other.