Chapter 93~Coping mechinism

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John Pov

"Alright guys, here you are." I say walking up to their school. "Thanks John." Delilah said hugging me. "Yup. Bye mase and dels." I say walking off towards my school.

"Hey I didn't know you were back..." Z said. Her full names Zendaya but she prefers Z. "I'm not, just picking up work so I'm not driving myself insane." I said and she nodded. "Well, if you ever need anything I'm here if you wanna talk or need a hug." Z said and I nodded walking off.

"Oh wait John!" She said as I was almost down the hall. I spun around on my feet and turned to her. "It's not your fault." Z said and I smiled softly before continuing to walk.

I walk past Callie's locker and my chest hurts. I sigh and continue walking.

Amy Pov

I sit at my desk as the students take a test, and just think. 'Hi doctor Fields, normally I wouldn't text but I am in the middle of a test. I was just wondering if you would be able to have an appointment with my son John. Thank you and please get back to me when you can-Amy Underwood.'

I send the text and hope for a response.

John Pov

"It's just I know I didn't do anything and it wasn't my fault just I don't get why I'm blaming myself." I say and Z sighs.

"You're blaming yourself because you love her." Z said and John sighed. "I know I do...I didn't even get to go to her funeral." I say and Z sighs. "Well why don't you ya know, go to her grave and talk to her sort of." Z suggests and I nod.

I make my way to the cemetery and find Callie's grave. Her mom and her brother are on either side of her.

"Well, I'm sorry Cals." I say sighing. "I should've hung out with you that night like you wanted." I say yet again.

"John?" Someone days from behind me. "Oh hi." I say to Callie's dad. "John, I just want you to know that...I don't blame you and it wasn't your fault in the slightest." Her dad said with a sigh.

"But I was in the car, I-I-I could've told them to pull over." I said and he chuckled a little.

"You only remember a little for that night don't you?" Her dad asks and I shrug. "John, they were bringing you home because you passed out. You were in the back seats knocked out until when impact was made." Her dad said and I sighed.  "Callie would want you to live on John....I have a letter from her, saying that if anything ever happened to her, to tell John that it was okay to move on." Her dad said and I stared st the ground.

"Well, do you mind if I have some time with Cal alone?" Her dad asked and I nodded looking back once more before leaving.

"So Z are you doing anything tonight?" I ask her as we walk home. "Nothing why?" She asked a small smile on her face.

"Are your parents home?" I asked and she shook her head laughing. "I'll see ya later then." I say walking off and she smirks.

"Well I gotta go!" I say over dinner and my parents furrow their eyebrows. "I'm helping Z with something." I say and they nod.

Amy Pov

"Something fishys going on.." I say looking putting my book down. "Oh yeah it is. I would use that same excuse when-" Ricky began but stopped. "Do not tell me he's sleeping around!" I say sitting up quickly.

"Probably. At least he's getting something." Ricky said with a chuckle and I swat him.

"He'll be fine. He's not stupid Amy he knows how this works, especially due to his life circumstances." Ricky replies and I sigh.

"I guess you're right," I say picking up my book. "What do you mean you're not getting anything?" I ask crossing my arms.

"Amy you haven't let me touch you in weeks." Ricky stated and I shook my head. "Um I do let you, in fact go right now." I say with a smirk and he shakes his head.

"No thanks," he said and I sit their with my mouth hanging open. "What why not??" I say and he chuckles. "I seen the garbage can this morning, and I sure as hell know, you weren't opening snack wrappers in there this morning." Ricky says and I chuckle.

"Not me." I say and he sits right up. "Delilah?!" He asks and I nod. "That's it we've lost her Ames, she's a woman! That's it." Ricky says and I chuckle.

"What you want another baby?" I ask and he nods. "Yes, yes I do." Ricky says with a chuckle and I cock my head. "No." I say and he sighs.

"Is that offer still available?" Ricky asks with a smirk and I chuckle. "Depends," I begin and he straddles me.

"Depends nothing, i am so readayyy for this." I say grabbing a fistful of his shirt. "Oh Amy, Amy, Amy." Ricky said shaking his head with a smirk.

Delilah Pov

'I thought getting this whole period thing, would finally make me feel my age...in reality I hate it and I want to be a kid again. Well at least John's doing a bit better and Mason's not really bugging me, pretty sure it's cause he has a girlfriend. Anyways Hope and Jessi are awaiting so bye journal or my venting area-' I write with a smile slipping the book under my bed.

Errrr cramps, time to get the heat pack. I hear giggling from my parents room and I roll my eyes walking to the kitchen.

John Pov

I walk out to the kitchen and find Delilah sleeping on the table, with the microwave beeping.

I grab the heat pack and Delilah. I lay her down and place the heat pack on her stomach.

"John?" She asks her eyes lightly fluttering open. "Shh, sleep I'll see you in the morning if you need anything come to my room." I say kissing her forehead and walking out.

I walk to my room and get a text. 'Is this John Juergens Underwood from New York?' The text from a unknown number asks.

"Yea who's askin?' I reply turning the shower on. "Sam, Sam Hastings.' No.fricking.way! 'Wait wait thee Sam Hastings, the biggest little shit you'd ever meet?' I ask. 'Oh yeah! I'm coming to California, we should hang out man! Our bromance never died🤙🏼' he responds and I laugh. "Sure I'll pick you up from the airport, what time you get in?" I replied. "Wednesday 8:15 am!" He says and I chuckle. 'Alright dude, see ya then!' I reply.

I love you cal and miss you, but thanks for opening doors for me!

Welllllll I update. Like I said last chapter I'm really kinda struggling with my anxiety right now, so updates will be late. Sorry

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