Make Him Fall For You

Chapter 17 - Broken Apart

Chapter 17 - Broken Apart

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When I was little father used to take me to this carnival that would be held every year in our town, and it had been the most magical moment of the year for the little me. The air was cotton candy-flavoured, filled with the music from the merry-go-round ride which I can still sing to confidently till this day, just because the carnival had been such a huge part of my childhood. I could recall that my favourite ride had been the swing that would go round and round, because riding it felt like I was flying, my legs dangling in the air freely. Father would bring me cotton candy after I'd finished riding and we would head home at dusk, hand in hand. I had been so happy I wouldn't stop blabbing about it, telling the same things over and over again until everyone around me could practically retell my story in the exact same words. At that time I thought I was going to be as joyous as I had been when I was at the carnival.

It wasn't until I was in middle school when dad was always not around, and mom was always crying in her room. At that point, I thought it had been all my fault because I was naughty. So I started working very hard at school to get good grades, and then somehow, I thought things would miraculously get better and it would return to normal, and maybe by the end of the year, dad would still take me to the carnival that year.

Apparently not.

Even until now, I knew they are just putting up a play in front of me, thinking I couldn't hear father's car start at midnight. They think I'd never know being so busy burying my head into piles and piles of book, being so oblivious towards everything else. And I had played my part well for 5 years, being the nerd I was assigned to be. And we were all just like puppets, acting out a scene in a play.

Like the ones I'd seen in the carnival when I had been little.

Maybe I hadn't even been acting anymore since high school, as I've obviously already became the "nerd" I am. I thought everything was okay, that I could live on with this mask on and pretend I live in a perfect family, for the rest of my life with all my insides dead and lifeless, and with my oblivion to the world.

Then Jacob came along.

He was like a spark of light, even before I knew him I could tell, he was always laughing, and it was almost like the sun shines wherever he goes just because he's Jacob Evans. Then without me even knowing, he entered my heart, relighting the dead me and giving me life and hope, which I had lost since I was 12.

And now he's gone.

And I'm left alone, in this dead family, living with the parents who don't even care about each other anymore, and my father wouldn't ever take me to the carnival again. I'd rather they tell me the truth and get a divorce than living with such disgusting, hypocritical liars. I couldn't tell what lies they're telling, nor if they're telling lies or the truth.

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I lifted my heavy eyelids as the sound of machines woke me from my sleep. The smell of sanitizers stung my nose as I cringed at both the foreign smell and the strong light from above me. Where am I? Instantly a sharp pain pierced through my head and I involuntarily let out a cry in pain. I heard some shuffling and some talking, but I was barely able to make out anything they say. The sounds are all muffled up and it hurt my head worse.

"Jacob?" I said weakly before I could stop the words from coming out of my mouth, and widen my eyes in horror when I realised what I said. It's not like I could see him - the world to me is still a blurry vision - but I could feel him here, because his existence calms me every time we're together, and I'm feeling calmer even if I was very much confused by the situation.

I blinked and try to regain focus, squinting and rubbing. Like a fog clearing out, my vision recovered. The first thing I saw was mom crying with tears of joy, wiping away her tears on her cheeks. Dad - sitting on the sofa against the window and looking at the floor, like he was thinking about something. I could see that his eyes were puffy and red, and it indicates he was trying very hard to hold back his tears. A warm sensation took over me as I felt Jacob's hand on mine. I glanced down at my hand and looked back up to Jacob. He looked older than I remember, but I recognise the same bright blue eyes that brought meaning to my life. I reached out to caress his cheeks and he manoeuvred his head against my palm, the roots of his beard brushing against me.

"Jake, how -" Just as I spoke messy footsteps came rushing into the ward, and I saw April and Wayne, both with worried eyes which instantly relaxed and turned into joyous ones the moment they saw me. April definitely had a second puberty - she looked to much more mature and responsible, and I couldn't help but notice the ring on both hers and Wayne's ring finger. Its design is delicate and simple, just a ring with a little diamond on top, but it feels so fitting with them. They looked so good together, ever since high school - whereas Jacob and I, we- nevermind.

Seeing April and Wayne confirmed my suspicions, but I still want answers and details. Before I even ask, Jacob took my other hand, looked me into the eye, "Sugar, you've been in a coma for 7 years."

Then my world broke apart once again.

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A/N
ik its been long im sorry i apologize
theres only a few chapters left before i finally wrap up the storyyy its been sooooo long since the beginning
anyways ill probs finish the story in a few months just because i have everything already planned outttr
stay tunedd👌🏻😎

erin👻💩