Yup...I'm back.
Recap....Y'all aren't gonna like it.
The smiles dropped from their faces and I didn't like it.
"My dad is coming down from fucking New York. He wants me to come and live with him." Both of the boys had tears swimming in their eyes. Layne hugged me and kissed my forhead.
"But I don't want you to leave. We just got together." His voice cracked and a tear ran down his cheek. I wiped it away and looked over at Jack, who was sitting in a chair next to the bed. He had his elbows on his knees with his hands tangled into his hair. His eyes were shut tightly and he was shaking. He suddenly stood up and ran to the door.
"Jack!" I yelled after him. He left the room so I ran after him. I chased him down the halls of the hospital and out of the building.
"Jack please stop!" He stopped in his tracks. I felt my heart leap. He was in the middle of the road. I ran over to him and started pushing him. As I pushed him to the side of the road, his foot caught the curb and I fell on top of him. It was very awkward but we were out of the road. That's all I cared about.
"Are you insane!? It's hard enough that Layne's in the hospital! I really don't wanna attend another funeral for someone I love soo much! That would kill me! Damn Jack! I wouldn't be able to handle that!" I was full out screaming/crying on top of him. I pushed my self off of him and stood up. I held out my hand and he took it. I pulled him up and hugged him tightly. He let me sit there and cry into his chest while he whispered sorry into my hair.
"Lets go back to the hospital. I wanna tell Layne bye before I have to go. New York is only a 4-5 hour flight from here." He nodded and we walked back to the hospital. It was a silent walk except for the occasional sniffle or sorry from Jack. I stopped at Layne's door and felt my heart sink.
"Jack stay out here. I wanna talk to Layne alone." He nodded and I walked in, shutting the door behind me. I walked over to the bed and sat down. He didn't look up at me so I did something different. I straddled his waist, a leg on each side of him. He looked up at me, blue orbs sparkling.
"I'm sorry, Layne. I don't want to go. I love you so much."
"Then don't. You can keep living with me." His beautiful eyes filled with hope and I felt my heart break. I shook my head.
"Layne. It's my dad. He can make me do anything. He has custody. I don't have a choice." Every last bit of hope drained from his eyes and he nodded sadly, more tears appearing. I laid my head on his chest and he cried into my hair.
"Jasmine?" I sat up and looked at the both physically and emotionally broken boy sitting in front of me. "I love you." I connected our lips into a passionate kiss. He placed his hand on the small of my back and I tangled my fingers into his brown hair. I pulled away for air and leaned my forhead against his. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket so I took it out of my pocket. It was a text from my dad. He had took a picture of himself on the plane with the caption, Be there soon baby girl. Xoxo :)
I threw my phone at the wall and heard it shatter. I looked back at Layne who looked scared. I hugged him tears falling onto his back.
"I fucking hate him, Layne! Him, my mom, all of them! Why are they trying to make my life hell!" I pulled back and he connected our lips softly. I kissed back as the tears that I was holding back dripped down my face. I pulled back and looked him in the eyes.
"As much as I love kissing you Layne, I've gotta go pack. I love you so much. I'll come back before I leave." He nodded sadly and I pecked his forhead. I stood up and picked up my phone.
"Bye.."
"Bye Jaz." I left the room and saw Jack sitting on the floor.
"Can you drive me to Layne's house? I've gotta pack." He stood up and we walked to his truck. I got in, buckled up, and looked at my phone. 75% of the screen was cracked.
The screen isn't the only this broken. I thought as Jack started the truck. We pulled away from the building and got onto the road Jack was in the middle of. I felt my phone buzz and I looked at it. I was shocked it still worked. The screen was too broken for me to tell who was calling. I hit accept and put the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Jasmine? Baby?"
That's all you get. I know I need to update more but you know. School. Writer's block. All that shit. #sorrynotsorry
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