-Chapter 8-

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I wake up still on the couch. In the same position from the night before. I look down and I see Rach, she's all cuddled up against me. She opens her eyes and blinks a few times before opening them all the way.

Rach: Hey.

Jack: Good morning.

she sits up, rubbing her eyes, smudging her mascara even more.

Jack: You okay?

Rachel: I... I think so.

Jack: What happened? You know you can talk to me.
I grab her hand that was still rubbing her face and hold it tight.

Rachel: The last thing i remember was Brandon...

Jack: What happened to him?

Rachel: Nothing happened to him...

Jack: Then what's the issue.

Rachel: Something should have happened... something should have happened to both of us, actually.

Jack: Rach... what are you saying?

Rachel: Well i remember, he wanted to take me out for a date. So i picked a good restaurant to go to and then we were supposed to go out to the beach later.

Jack: and then what happened?

Rachel: He... He didn't end up taking me to get dinner. He drove me to a bar. He started drinking and started pressuring me to drink.... I didn't want to, but i felt... i don't know i felt like....

Jack: you didn't have a choice?

Rachel: exactly.

Jack: Then you came home drunk... and passed out.

Rachel: I came home drunk and just driven by him, he was drunk too. That was the scariest moment of my life. There were other people, other girls in the car. i didn't know what to do.

I don't talk for a few moments...

Rachel: And I... I passed out.

Jack: uh yeah. You started to fall and then I saw that you began to lean to the side was and caught you. Which is why we are sitting here on this couch together.

She looks down at her hands and starts to fidget. I can see tears forming in her eyes but they don't quite stream down her face. Almost as if she's holding them back. Like she's ashamed. 

Before anything further happens I hear the door downstairs open.

Jack: Alysha?? Are you expecting anyone?

I can hear her slight yell coming from upstairs but can't make out what she's saying.
While I try and comfort Rachel, someone walks upstairs and in the kitchen.

"hello?"

I snap my head towards the voice.

Jack: Hello?

The guy: Oh um hi, am i interrupting something?

Rachel: Uh no, Jonah, you're fine. Alysha's upstairs.

Jonah: Thanks Rachel.

He says while he walks away.

Jack: Who was that?

Rachel: Alysha's brother, Jonah.

Jack: He's a pretty tall fella.

Rachel: yep.
she responds in a disappointed tone.

We sit in silence for a while. Me still slightly laying down, while she sits kind of on my legs facing me.

Rachel: I don't know what to do.
The tears form once again

Jack: Hey, it's okay. I'm here.
I pull her close.

Rachel: My heart feels like it was just ripped out and stomped on. He left me... Jack... He left me.

She starts sobbing. She pulls her legs and arms around me, and i stroke her back, squeezing her tightly. I sit and stay calm, while she pours her heart out, in tear form... literally.

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