Chapter 8

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 Zane's POV

 I pace back and forth in my bedroom. Mom and dad are passed out on the couch, as usual. I hope Jeydon is okay. Phoebe hasn't called me back yet. Does that mean something? What if he's in a coma? I should be there next to him. No. I can't. Maybe I'm a bit selfish, but I told myself I wasn't going to ever talk to him again. He broke my heart.

 Maybe I should go.  I better call Phoebe to let her know that I'm on my way to the hospital, just to be on the safe side. I fished in my pockets looking for my phone but I couldn't find it. Where the hell is my phone? I had it in my pockets just a few moments ago.

 I searched everywhere. In the bathroom, on my bed, under the bed, and even the closet. Where can it be? If I lost my phone I'm going to kill myself. Don't worry about it Zane. It has to be in the house. I have faith.

 Buzz.

 Buzz.

 I looked around. Where is that noise coming from? I looked down at a pile of clothes on my dresser. I finally reached my phone and answered it. "Hello?"

 "Hey, It's me, Garret." I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry about that night. It was all my fault. If I didn't-"

 "Don't even worry about it. I think it was for the best. Jeydon and I weren't meant to be. I guess I just needed someone to fill that empty space in my heart. He just wasn't the one. There's plenty of other guys out there for me."

 "You have no idea what you are saying. You were happy with Jeydon. Even before I knew you were gay I could see it."

 Basically he's telling me to move on. I don't need Jeydon to make me happy. I have two best friends to do that. "I don't need him. I could get any guy I want."

 "I bet that's going to happen. Pretty soon you're going to realize how stupid you are and then break up with him. Don't do this to yourself."

 "Whatever. I'm hanging up now." I say and disconnected the call.

 What does he know?

***

 I walked into the building. There were people sitting down in the waiting room. I walked to the desk. The lady was typing away. "Excuse me."

 The woman turned her head and looked me up and down. "What do you want?"

 "Can I see Jeydon Henderson?" I ask hopefully. She started typing on the computer.

 "It seems that Jeydon has left early this morning."

 I sighed in relief. At least he's alive. "Thanks." I say and walked out of the hospital.

***

 I knocked on the door. His mother answered. She looked at me like I was the scum of the earth. I'm not the bad guy here. I don't understand why everyone is looking at me when they should be on about how careless Jeydon is when he's dating.

 Wait, what in the world is she doing here?

"What do you want?" she asked.

 "May I speak to Jeydon?"

 "He does not want to speak to you."

 "Please? This will be the last time I'll ever speak to him again. I just want to clear things up." I say. She looked like she was going to kill me. If she thinks I'm going, better think again.

 She rolled her eyes and yelled at Jeydon to come to the door. I wait for about three minutes. Jeydon finally made it to the door. He was wearing crutches. What happened to him? Is he okay? His mom left us to be alone.

 "What happened to you?"

 "I got into a car crash." he said, annoyed.

 "Are you mad at me? I didn't go because I didn't want to. Then I knew I had to see you but it was too late."

 Jeydon sighed. "I just broke my leg. Nothing serious. What brings you here?"

 "I just want to know if you were okay. I also wanted to let you know that, I'm moving on." I say with no hesitation. Jeydon looked like he was going to cry. "I think it's for the best that we should not talk to each other again. We're both going to end up hurt. We both don't deserve that." I tell him.

 Tears fell from his eyes. "So, no more speaking to each other? Like, how we use to be? Strangers?"

 I held back tears. "Yes."

 "If it's what you want. It was nice knowing you." he said and slammed the door.

***

 "You're a stupid person." was the first thing Garret said before punching me in the face. It really hurt. Maybe I deserved it. But It was for the best. "Go back to him!"

 "I can't!"

 "You're so stubborn. Why can't you ever do anything right?"

 "Maybe because I don't deserve to be here."

 "Stop talking like that. Jeydon needs you." he said dialing a number on his phone. Who is he calling?

 I sat down on the couch and rubbed my jaw. That really hurt. I think he dislocated it. I need a smoke. "You are such an idiot!" Phoebe yelled. Garret called her! What the hell!

 Why can't anyone approve of my choice? It's not like it's going to change the world.

 "I hate you." she said and then the door opened and Phoebe started hitting me with her purse. I tried to smack it away but she just kept hitting me. "I hate you!"

 Wow. So much hate. "I did it for the best!" I tell her.

 "You did it because you're a selfish jerk! All you care about is you! You're so blind!"

 "It's my decision."

 I don't understand. I only want to be happy. Dealing with Jeydon is just putting me down. I don't need that. We weren't even dating! I need to be free. Why can't they accept that? I need to focus on myself as well. it's not always about Jeydon.

 But why are they all set on me protecting Jeydon? Is there something that they aren't telling me? They have been suspicious lately. Maybe it's just me. I'm imagining things again. I tend to do that a lot. Am I going crazy?

 Phoebe finally stopped hitting me and handed me ice. I hope she's not serious about hating me. She gets serious a lot. "I can't believe you did that."

 "Well believe me. It happened. Garret. Give me the stuff. I need to relax." I say and Phoebe sighed and Garret ran upstairs and came back down with the nike box. I smiled and he set it on the table. I'm glad we're at his place. I don't have to deal with my dad begging for a hit.

 Garret opened the box and I took out what I thought was what I needed and let Garret roll them up. After he was done, I lit it up and took a drag from it. Phoebe just glared at me. It's my life.. Let me live it.

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