That's Not My Mate

Chapter Eight

I just realized that Zeke might be pissed about my wrist. I laugh as I grab a brand new purple shirt out of my closet and some old black skinny jeans.

Zeke is more insane then I am.

I change in these clothes which proved to be pretty hard. I'm just glad its not broken. I grab my phone off of my bed when my phone begins buzzing.

Hm its a unknown number again.

I quickly answer my phone because I'm extremely curious.

"Hello?"

"Jasper?"

"Random person calling me?"

The unknown person laughs, that laugh I know, "Its me Zach."

"Hello Zach." I say almost smiling, "Shouldn't you be in school?"

"I am, shouldn't you be in school?"

"I haven't been to school in almost four months." I say taking a seat on my couch, "School sucks."

"Well you should come to school tomorrow." I hear a bell in the background. I hate that bell, he definitely goes to my school.

I sigh, "And why should I do that?"

"Because you need an education." He says with a voice that's almost mocking me.

"Uhuh why do I need an education?" I ask messing with my splint.

"So your smart?"

"So you're calling me stupid?" I ask grinning.

"No no no no no that's not what I'm saying its just uh," He says pretty quickly. I'm making a jock freak out.

"I'll think about it." 

"What think about what?" 

I laugh, "Going to school tomorrow. Now you should actually go to class."

You can almost here the smile in his voice, "Okay uh bye Jasper!"

He hangs up after that so I shove my phone in my pocket before standing up. I should probably get to the club house before Zeke actually wants to kill me.

I exit my apartment and leave the apartment building. Wait I just realized I didn't give my number to Zach. How did he get my number? Eh who cares.

I walk down the quiet lonely street and I make my way into the club house.

I pull open the door and I sigh. Everyone turns to me before looking at me funny.

Zeke is standing next to the door so he grabs my wrist and he grips onto it tightly making me groan and wince.

"So what did you do here?" He asks making everyone look at me worried.

"I hurt my wrist." I say clenching my opposite fist, "Obviously."

He sighs and lets my wrist go.

He leans in very close and begins whispering, "You know if you weren't someone that people would miss I would snap your neck right this moment and I would bury in the forest."

He smiles and he walks back to the couch. Everyone looks me me with even more worried faces then they had before. I smile and I readjust my splint. 

I walk over and I sit down at the bar, "So what are we doing today?"

Zeke sighs, "I need you, Sean, and Zane to fuck someone up for me."

"And why can't you do it?" I ask pretty much pushing my luck with Zeke.

He sighs, "It's my mom's birthday today so I'm gonna go see her."

I shrug, "It's my mom's birthday too."

He laughs, "Do I fucking care? Do what I want or you can find a new pack to hang out in."

I shrug and I stand up, "Okay I guess this is goodbye."

Everyone is looking at me like I just killed thirty people and then peed on them all. 

I turn around and I walk out of the building. I don't know why but for the past few days I've been having huge mood swings. I walk down the street on the verge of crying. I want something, no I need something.