I Found You, Something Told Me To Stay - (Jason/Zacky) Version Two.

Chapter Fifty-Seven.

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"Where's Zacky today?"

Ash slid her jacket off and draped it over the back of chair before sliding onto a stool at Zacky's kitchen island. Her eyes skimmed the kitchen as though she expected him to jump out at any moment.

"He's at Gena's place right now..." I tried to reply as casually as possible as I poured out two cups of coffee and took a seat opposite her. I wasn't exactly sure why I was trying to remain composed when Ash was one person who definitely wouldn't mind me screaming about the subject, but I merely sipped at the hot beverage in my hands and pretended to be interested in the pattern on the countertop.

"Gena's?" She repeated with wide eyes. "Why? You're okay with that?"

I shrugged. "I kind of have to be. I guess I am. Gena came over here yesterday to talk to me about my relationship with Zacky. Like it's any of her business, right?"

"You are kidding me. What did she say?"

"She was making sure, for her own peace of mind, apparently, that Zacky wasn't going to get hurt again after what she did to him," I took another sip, shook my head. "She was trying to come across all friendly and like she wanted to get along with me, but I don't know if I buy it yet. I can't work it out."

Ash scowled, also gave a shake of her head. "Why do people have to stick their two cents in where it definitely isn't wanted?"

"She's intrigued, I guess," I gave another shrug. "People become intrigued by what they don't understand. She kept saying that she does understand, but-''

"But you don't buy it."

"Right," I nodded. "I think that right now, she's just playing the role of the understanding ex-girlfriend. But I don't think she does get it. Not really. Hell, half the time, I don't even get it."

"And what does Zacky think?"

A sigh left my lips immediately at Ash's question. I'd been tossing and turning all night, asking myself the same thing. I was so used to understanding Zacky's thought process that not being able to read him made me feel a little out of my depth. Of course, I'd not wanted to let on that I was thinking that at all.

"To be honest, Ash, I really don't know..." I stared down at my cup as I spoke, slowly tracing my finger over the handle. "His reaction just surprised me a little. You know...ever since I met Zacky, I've been so used to hearing him talk about Gena with this...fury in his voice. Even not so long ago, when he accidentally slipped up and told her that he's in a relationship with me...he didn't have anything nice to say about her then. But that seems kind of different now."

Ash tilted her head, frowning. "How so?"

"He seems to have changed his tune a little, I guess. Not that I want him to have all of that anger inside of him. If he's found a way to let go of it, then that's great...and I mean that. But I was so uncomfortable and offended after Gena came at me the way she did...and I guess I was sort of expecting Zacky to feel the same way. I couldn't believe how calm he was when I told him. It was like I'd struck up a conversation about the weather or something."