When it happens.

6: Do I?

Jade

It's been three days and I still haven't eaten, I'm just not hungry, jake has come by but I don't let him in, I don't know but something wants me to stay away from him, I haven't been on my phone and all I do is sit on the bench-window thing in my bedroom.

I feel my stomach growl, I ignore it, I've ignored everything, I don't even know what time it is anymore.

I decide to have a shower and leave a note downstairs that I'll be back in a day or so.

I do that and I shower for the fourth time that day, after seeing his face I constantly feel dirty, I don't feel clean anymore; I dry myself and feel my ribs against the fabric of jakes hoodie.

I get in my car and start listening to the radio, and that song comes on again, reminding me when I sang with aunt cherry to get this car, I don't smile from the memory, I don't smile anymore, but I do feel slightly more comforted.

The red light flashes and I stop to get fuel, I pay for it and some gum, my voice is sore and hoarse since I haven't used it in days, no one asks any questions and I drive until morning only stoping for an hour to climb on my car and lay on the roof and look at the stars, I remember holding jakes hand as we told stories and made constellations, I feel the tears come so I drive, drive away the pain, jake, everyone.

I get to my old school and I see everyone walking in as it's a Thursday, I see old friends who have forgotten me, I wait in my car till everyone is gone inside and I walk in, in sweatpants and jakes hoodie and I go to the school library and I find my only true friend, the librarian and I tell her to tell the teachers, if they wonder, that the Aston Martin is someone's and I wasn't here at all.

She agrees and I leave quickly, putting my hood up and sunglasses on and I walk across to the path to my tree and I easily climb it and feel at home, I just lay there and I sleep for the first time in what feels like decades.

I wake up and now calm I go back and collect my car, I sit in the drivers seat and I dig through my bag for my wallet so I can buy some food because I'm hungry.

"Jade? Jade Garcia?" I hear a voice squeal just as I find it.

"Oh my god, it is jade." I hear just as I see a familiar face appear by my door.

"Cianon? It's been a while." I say and hug her.

Cianon is as close to a best friend I've ever had at this school, she has just below shoulder length brown wavy hair, short and curvy, she doesn't believe she is pretty but she is, I remember wishing I looked like her, but I got used to being beneath her. She was my only friend for ages, she had loads others so I don't know why she wanted me but she did and I'm great full.

"It has, you bitch, you left me!" She complains.

I laugh "yeah sorry." I say and as I remember why I had to leave I feel tears prick at my eyes.

"Hey, don't cry, tell me what's wrong." She says and we sit in the back of my car and I tell her everything, starting with the beating all the way to here as I say with her, not missing a detail.

"Wait, jake, if he had no piercings or tattoos and no hair could you describe him?" She asks.

"Yeah, why?" I ask

"Remember when we had work experience around when Derek, umm, passed."

"Yeah, but why has that got anything to do with it?" I wonder.

"Well as you know I went to the hospital to do my work experience and I was temporarily in the cancer ward, well there was a boy there our age who had cancer and was with your brother for a while and I met them, they were only together for one chemo session so I don't know what happened, as you know what happened to Derek, and you didn't come to school, I forgot like I always do, well until now." She rambles.