again ; j.johnson

; four

addie's pov

brooke started driving us home, it was like a half an hour drive.

"so what was that whole thing about?" brooke asked, still focusing on the road ahead.

"we met in kindergarten, became best friends, i dated some guy and he didn't like me hanging out and worrying about johnson, johnson was being distant and was like avoiding me, i was telling my boyfriend about johnson and how's he's been avoiding me, he got mad and hurt me, i called and texted johnson a bunch of times once i got out of his house and he finally called me, he and his mom got me, i stayed at his house that night, he confessed that he loved me more than just his best friend." i smiled while talking about the happy things. brooke smiled too.

"we were dating for six months and things were going fine, one day he wasn't at school so i texted him, he said he was sick, i told him to feel better and that i loved him and he left me on read, i thought all day of reasons why he could be mad at me, but there was not a reason. anyways, i went straight to his house when i got off of school and-"

brooke cut me off "he was cheating, so cliché."

"actually no, i wish he would of broke my heart that way instead, but no. he was drinking, i tried to grab the bottle out of his hand and he wasn't letting go." my throat was getting dry and i was at the verge of crying while explaining this all to brooke.

i gulped before speaking again "i was telling him to stop, he was so mad at me and was just talking shit about me, it scared me, he seemed off, he never drank. he stood up and walked closer to me, told me he wished we'd never met. he was really scaring me, i've never seen this side of jack, ever. he turned away and i thought he was just gonna sit down and explain why he felt like that, apologize, or something. but he didn't. he pushed me, right into his wall." i was tearing up, brooke seemed to noticed and rubbed my arm with her free hand.

"i waited for him to come and apologize, talk to me, anything, but he never did. he just left. left me." i was now crying.

"addie." brooke said pulling off to the side of the road and hugging me.

"i-i'm so sorry i made you go tonight and see him." she said, still hugging me.

"it's not y-your fault, y-you didn't know. i never told anyone, but his mom." i cried into her shoulder.

once my crying stopped, brooke started driving toward the house.

"it's like i don't know if i should be happy or mad at him, now that i seen him. you know? my feelings are just everywhere now." i sighed.

"yeah i get it, you can't just act like nothing happened." she agreed with me.

"just sleep on it, i'll talk to you tomorrow, goodnight." brooke said as she pulled up in front of my house.

i nodded and got out of the car, walking to the front door.

i sat on my couch and turned the tv on, trying to get my mind off of jack, and it worked. until zoey 101 came on and i seen dustin. he reminds me so much of little jack. IM ACTUALLY CRYING THAT I WROTE TAHT WHAT

then i couldn't get him out of my head, i went upstairs and laid down in bed, trying to fall asleep, but i couldn't, all i could do was think about jack.