ex - j.g

nine;

gilinsky;

"guys, guys! it's on!" sammy calls from the living room.

one by one, johnson, nate and i make our way into the living room to watch isabelle's fashion show on tv.

apparently she's not modelling tonight, but doing a question and answer segment, but also an interview, throughout the entire program.

"whoa." all four of us gape when she's displayed on the screen. beside her is an older woman, probably thirties, and beside that woman is a male, probably our age.

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the show finished an hour ago, so for the past hour, we've each been in our rooms.

my phone did suddenly start to ring. when i looked down, the phone displayed the caller id – mom.

without hesitation, i answer.

"hello?"

"hi jack, are you busy?" my mom asks, rush evident in her voice.

"not at all.. everything okay?" i ask.

"it's uh, it's isabelle. she came back to her house from an interview thing she had earlier. she showed up here devestated. her mom was rushed to the hospital." my heart sank for isabelle, but also for her mom. johnson, sammy and i were always close with isabelle's family - but mainly her mom.

after school, her mom would allow us to hangout with isabelle, as long as we took care of her.

tons of memories began to flow back, that was until my mom snapped me out of recalling them.

"jack? hun?"

"oh yeah, uh, i'll tell johnson, nate and sammy, and we'll try to get out of here the next flight possible. how's isabelle holdin' up?" i ask my mom.

"she's devestated, jack. but what child wouldn't be, right? she apologized who knows how many times to me." my mom says.

"for what?" i ask curiously.

"for, 'bringing down the mood and bothering the family.' i keep telling her that in no way is she bothering us, but she is so set on the idea that she is barging in." she informs me.

i sigh, "that's how she's always been."

"i know, jack. she basically lived here half the year." she jokes.

"yeah. well i'm gonna go tell them and book our flights. thanks for calling... um, take care of her, mom." i say.

"of course i will. you're welcome, jack. i thought you'd want to know. especially knowing how close you were with karen." she says.

"yeah, i know. anyways, talk to you later." i hang up and walk out of my room.

"yo.. guys." i say when i enter the living room.