I ran down my stairs to see Jacklyn and my Dad in the kitchen laughing and munching on some chips. I am about to be the biggest shit disturber.
"DAD, WHAT THE FUCK?" I yell at my dad about what Luke told me yesterday, not being able to when I got home because my Dad was asleep.
"JESSICA! LANGUAGE!" My dad says more worried by my mouth than the angry running through my veins.
"YOU KILLED PEOPLE?" Maybe I should've been more clear. A little less blunt on the matter.
"Pardon?" Confusion flooding over him.
"Drunk driving?" I say hoping he's getting the clues so he can finish the sentence for me. I wanted to spare myself that at least.
"Jessica, where did you learn this from?"
"Does it matter?"
"If this is another secret being kept I'm done. Say it now our never freaking talk to us again." My sisters voice buds in, sick and tired of all the surprises lately. Good for her. Go jack.
My Dad lets out an in denial laugh. "Oh yeah? Where will you guys go?"
She chuckles. "Where you left me for 16 years."
My Dad falls silent. "What about you Jess?"
"I have two sisters." I bud in sticking up for myself.
"I guess I should start talking then." And with that, he began.
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I called Zoey right after all of this. I know what it's like to lose someone. It's what Luke said; if it was a competition, Zoey won. I could never live with the fact that my Dad's stupid mistake killed someone's family. But now I have too. How can he not wake up every morning not feeling guilty for what he's done?
"Hey-o" Zoey answers cheery at the other end of the phone. I admire her for finding reasons to be happy and optimistic when all life has thrown at her was doubt.
"Hey Zoe. I know this is sudden and out of the blue but, I'm sorry. For what happened to your family. I had no idea and I truly am so so so sorry. I found out it was my dad too. I wish I could make him pay I really do I am so sorry for the mistake."
"Jess, you were 4. As if you knew your dad was out drinking and driving and as if you knew that was a bad thing. Please don't apologize, none of it was in your hands. Do you mind if I ask you something Jess?"
"What is it?"
"What's up with you and Luke?"
"God, only if I knew"
She chuckles "He can be very misleading like that. But here's my advice. Let him open up to you, but try. Show him you are here for him when he just wants to sit in silence and you will for sure be here when he is ready to talk. Once you do that, he won't stop talking. I know you know this because you are his best friend and that's your problem. You know how to be Luke's best friend I think you're forgetting being a best friend and girlfriend should be the same thing, except more intimate. Show him intimacy too, might earn you extra points."
"Oh my god. I never thought about it like that. Best friend and girlfriend isn't that different. Then why is he stressing out so much?" I decided to take advantage of Zoey's knowledge now when I can.
"He is just worried he won't be what you wanted. Show him that he is and everything will fall into place. I'm not trying to preach to you, just trying to help you guys out of your fall out."
"Thanks so much Zoey!"
"No problem. See ya round."
I feel like I can grow a lot closer to Zoey now. Now that I know her story and I know she really is a kind genuine person. I need to respect and understand her and Luke had something when they were 13. It's over and in the past when me and Luke trying to make something to last.
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I take a fast 10 second walk over to Luke's house. His brother, Ben, opens the door and I walk on in placing my shoes near the door. I walk up to Luke's room to see he's in the bathroom so I just wait for a couple minutes. I open the journal that's sitting on his desk. The same journal I opened yesterday. I flipped to the next page and saw a key. The caption read one day. The key looked like one of the keys Luke gave me for my birthday. The one I didn't choose. I still wonder what was in that bigger box, not that I'm complaining about my trip to Paris, even though that could have gone a little better.My head shoots up to realize that Luke is back in his room rummaging through his hamper of socks and other clothing. He then looks in his closet reaching for things at the top is like a piece of cake for him. I would have to drag out a couple of sturdy boxes and a ladder on top of my wearing some heels.
I admire the way his hairline at the nape of his neck is perfectly cut and how he never gets irritated from that fine silver chain he always wears around his neck. He grabs a bag from the top of his closet that has pictures of the Eiffel Tower on it.
"I bought this for you in that store. The one you walked in with my mom while I was paying for this." He states handing me this bag. I open it very excited to see why he spelt out my name to the man behind the counter of that store.
It was a gorgeous rose golden chain with my name written in cursive on it. Jessa in beautiful bold rose gold lettering.
"For when you don't want to be Jessica, you don't wanna be Jess, you just wanna be a 5 year old without a care in the world playing with her toys in her grandpa's house while her mom baked cookies for her in the kitchen. You just wanna be Jessa."
"This is absolutely stunning. I can't thank you enough Luke, really. What you just said makes it worth every second of having it on. I love it."
"Glad. Now turn around so we can be Troy and Gabriella and I can put on your necklace for you." He laughs turning me around taking the necklace out of my hand and placing it delicately on my neck for it to fall onto my collar. He kisses the top of my hair and lays down on his unmade bed.
"Goodnight." He grumbles off to sleep, despite the fact that it's 6:00pm.
"Stay strong stay optimistic and stay with me" I whisper placing a soft kiss to his forehead watching him grin off to sleep.
A/N:
Go back to chapter 12 (My Reward) if you wanna know why that last thing was cute😂😂😂
Also: did u like my rhyme?😂😂😂😂
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