An un-comfortable silence filled the air while we drove home.
Jacoby attempted to say something a few times but could never find the right words to say.
Once again, he opened his mouth but nothing came out.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
He glared at me. "What do you mean?"
"You've opened then shut your mouth like 10 times."
His face returned to its I'm-pissed-off look and he put his eyes back on the road.
"That's cause I don't know what to say, Sam."
I shrugged. What did he expect? of course I'm upset, he's gonna leave me.
"Well I certainly didn't expect you to run away!"
Did I say that outloud?
"Yes you did." he muttered.
I sunk back into my seat.
"What's the difference, DAD. I main as well be living with mom, alone and upset."
His eyes widened, I'm guessing he got the feeling I was gonna run away back to her which would never happen.
"Your not gonna be alone."
I sighed "Look I like Kelly-"
"I'm not talking about Kelly, Sam." he looked at me. "I'm talking about me."
"Video chatting is NOT the same." I muttered.
"Not video chatting either." he said.
Okay, now I'm confused.
"What do you mean, your not going?" I asked sitting up.
"Oh I'm going.." he started.
"But I'm bringing you with me."
My eyes popped an my hands started to shake.
"You are?"
He sighed. "Well I'm not about to leave you here and risk you run away again?"
I know what your thinking. Aren't you mad he doesn't trust you?
Well I'm not because honestly I might get a thought about running away while he's gone.
"Do I have a choice?" I asked.
He smirked and shook his head.
-2 Weeks Later-
"Sam..Wake up.." I heard.
I cracked one eye open and there in front of me stood Jacoby towering over me.
I groaned.
"There coming to get us in half an hour now get up!" he said before exiting my room.
I swung my feet off the bed.
I slipped on my sweats and a green day t-shirt and flip-flops.
I brushed out my hair and pulled it into a high - bun.
I tumbled down the stairs and I heard Jacoby laugh.
"Oh shut up you." I mumbled.
"Ready?" he asked and I meakly nodded.
I suddenly heard a honk outside and I saw Jerry wave in the car.
Well, here goes 9 long months.
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My New Home (Jacoby Shaddix)
أدب المراهقينI'm Samantha. I'm 17 years old an my mom is a drunk/drug addict. So, she's forced me to live with my dad. But I hate him, he left me. And that's all I know and all I need to know to make me hate him too. But then...I start to get closer to him...