An Array Of Dissapointments

Chapter 4

Disarray's POV:
*knock knock*
I sighed.
"Thats the 3 time I've knocked Jeremiah." I said worriedly pulling out my key.
I opened the door to hear a creaking noise. I shivered. No matter how much I tried to oil the door it'd still creak. Like there was something that it wanted to say & just wanted shut up. I stopped all of a sudden. I looked over to Jeremiah & asked "Did-did you hear that?" He nodded his head. I ran towards the noise screaming out Ezekiel's name. The noise got louder as I ran up the stairs. I flew around the corner to find her crying on her bed. "Whats wrong?" I asked worried I'd trigger her. "The voices won't shut up." She sobbed & continued to say "I just wanted some food & I tried getting to but when I tried I found an old picture of the ultrasound & a letter I made for my baby. & The voices just kept getting louder & louder." She sobbed. My heart broke. I hated seeing my sister like this. She was always there for me when Mother was being a bitch as usual & Dad was at work. She was always there to comfort me & make me laugh. I sat next to her & just rocked her back & forth. I don't know how long we sat there but when she finally was pulled together & I was comfortable enough I told her I'd go get food & to call if anything happens.
I walked to the car & Jeremiah took the keys. I nodded in gratitude & got in the passenger side. We didn't talk until down the street when I started shaking. My voice trembled & I asked him "Why? Why her? I remember she never did anything wrong. She was always there for me. She rocked me to sleep & made me laugh when I wanted to cry & die." I took a shaky breath & started again. "She doesn't deserve this. & I feel awful leaving her alone in that fucking house but she hates forcing people to deal with her. I wouldn't mind it though. But God.. I dont know what to do Jeremiah. I feel like it's my fault." My voice broke. Jeremiah's face drowned in sadness & guilt & concern. "Its not your fault. & No. She doesn't deserve this. Neither do you. So stop blaming yourself. Both of you need to. Yo-" He sighed. "You're my best friend & I love you very much. Please. Don't blame yourself sweetheart." I wiped my tears. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to just do that. I know it hurts you when I do that. I just.. everything overwhelms me so much. You know? I wish it wouldn't." I dropped my head. He took my hand & entwined it with his. "You're okay. I've got you. & I'm not letting go." I smiled at him & said "thanks" really quiet. I stared out the window holding his hand & laid back in the seat. I smiled softly remembering when we first met.
★ Flashback. ★
It was the second half of 7th grade. I had just moved to the school. He was the kind & gentle one. To everyone else anyways. I soon learned he knew the whole entire school better than his own self & he knew everything. He was very mischievous. He found me lost on my way to 7th hour. I was shaking really bad & I tripped. He was walking by in one of the shortcuts & caught me by my hoodie with just enough time to prevent me from falling on the ground. "Sorry. Your goodie was the only thing I got fast enough." He said to me as I stared in surprise. He noticed my uneasiness around him & I said "Sorry. You didn't have to help me. Thank you though." He waved his hand. "Nonsense. You must be new here." I shrugged. Why do you figure? He smirked & said "Because everyone who has been here for a bit knows that that, right there," he pointed to where I tripped, "has a tile that juts out of the floor. Nobody has yet to fix the dammed thing either." He said shaking his head. "So, where you headed?" "Umm" I said . "Mr. Mike's class?." He smiled. "Perfect. I've got a way to get there WITHOUT you having to talk about yourself in front of the class." "Plus, it gives me a reason to not try to acquire a pass from somewhere." He added. I giggled. "Okay". We went through so many doors then ended up at a crawl space. "Go on." He said. "No." "What the hell. I just- UGH!" He whispered yelled in frustration. "I don't trust you yet. You go first." I told him shrugging. He smiled at me "okay I understand." He crawled through it & told me to shut the entrance closed. I did as I was told. He kept walking until he rounded a corner & stopped. I didn't know & I barreled right into his butt. "Oh dear God. Shit fuck. I'm sorry!" I stumbled. He turned around & teased me "so horny for being so shy & quiet. Don't worry. You can get the booty later." He winked. "NO!-" I yelled before being kicked in the stomach. "Oof." "First of all, I'm so sorry but you need to shut it. We can get in trouble if we're found here. Second of all, it was a joke." He chuckled at the last part. "Oh." I said. He climbed upwards & I looked up the hole he climbed through. He disappeared. All of a sudden a hand reached out with a head. I jumped in surprise. "Coming?" His eyes seemed to say while he smirked. I stood up & took his hand. He helped me through the last corner he had climbed into. He put his finger to his mouth to tell me to be quiet. I nodded in understanding. He pushed a vent entrance. I tensed waiting for it to creak. He looked at me & whispered, "I oil it frequently" I nodded in respect. He pushed it out & climbed out. I heard a soft drop & pencils & papers moving. I climbed out & he pointed to a seat next to him. Once I sat in it he put the vent back. I looked around & the class didn't even care to look at us. I stared in awe. I looked at the teacher & he was busy eating at his desk. I was given the work by Jeremiah & I started. I wrote a note that said thanks. Whats your name though? Mines Disarray. He looked
At it & wrote, Jeremiah. The names Jeremiah. He wrote. I laughed softly at it.
★ Flashback over. ★
I jumped when I heard the car turned off & I looked over to Jeremiah to see him poking me. "We're here." He laughed. "Thanks." I said embarrassed already feeling my checks burn.
Authors note:
I'm sorry I didn't update! I've had so many ideas through my head. It was hard to pick one to write & I've been really bust too! But I'm back so yay! ★★ I don't have school Thursday or Friday either so I get to write more maybe. (*¯︶¯*) Comment what you think beautiful/handsome. Love you all. ∩__∩ (*_*✿)