I was left purely shocked. I can't describe how Zach looked. He looked angry, very angry. He was not expecting to see someone here with me. Zach was never the type to let go. It didn't really surprise me he was here. I could feel how tense Dylan was behind me. It felt as if it was taking everything in him not to punch Zach in the face. Zach looked like he was trying not to leap across me and take Dylan out, not that he could.
"What the hell do you want," I snap nervously at him, backing up slightly into Dylan's chest.
"I just want to talk to you," He's smirking which makes me uncomfortable, "but it seems your little body guard is two steps ahead of me."
"He's not my body guard," I counter.
"No, Jules, I am. If this guy wants to talk, he can talk but I'm not going anywhere," Dylan speaks up.
"I can defend myself, Dyl," I try.
"This your new little boyfriend Raim?" Zach taunts. I know where this is going and it's not somewhere good. I just want him to leave. I want them both to leave.
"Something like that," I push back. I just want him to take the hint and get out of my house.
"Oh I see," Zach starts, leaning against the doorframe, "and I'm sure he's aware of your-"
"Zach stop," I stop him before he can finish the sentence. I knew this was going to a bad place. Dylan turns to look at me.
"Oh so your little boy toy here doesn't know? I guess that's not something you tell just anyone, just something you tell the people you love the most," Zach is mocking Dylan. I can feel Dylan's rage building beside me.
"You little prick," Dylan starts towards him but I stop him.
"Dylan stop, this is his game! It's what he does, he's trying to get in your head," I warn him. He takes a few steps back towards me.
"You really didn't tell him," Zach taunts. I shake my head, "it's funny that you're so ashamed of it. I mean everyone gets sad sometimes."
"Don't Zach, please just go," I beg. Yet he doesn't move. He stays where he is and continues to mock me. He'll forever hold this over my head.
"Raimy, what's he talking about," Dylan speaks up behind me.
"It really doesn't matter because it happened and it's over," I snap at Zach, I attempt to close the door but Zach's hand stops me from completing the action.
"Raimy please, it's nothing to be ashamed of, you tried to kill yourself. It happens," His smirk burns my skin and tears brim in my eyes.
And just like that, everything came crashing down.
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I kicked them both out. Zach first then Dylan. I refused to talk to Dylan, he wanted nothing more than to comfort me and talk but I wanted nothing more than to be alone. So here I am. Sitting in my room, listening to Bastille, and crying. Why wouldn't I be crying? Zach Mason just told Dylan Keely about the time I tried to kill myself.
So I should explain. I hate suicide. I know that it's a soft topic, trust me I know. I've dealt with it a lot throughout my life. I have never believed in suicide. I didn't when I tried it, I don't now. So let me explain why I threw myself off a cliff.
It started with Cole leaving. I was always a little upset after that. I never really stopped being sad. Him leaving made me feel worthless. I know how much it affected my mother but I never really talk about how it affected me. It made me lose all respect for myself and it took a long time to gain that back. Luckily I had great friends who were always there for me.
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Teen FictionWhen 18 year-old Raimy Munro choses to spend a summer in Seattle with her father Cole, who hasn't spoken to her since she was 14, she expects it to be the most awful month of her life. Cole has promised her a summer of exploration and good times, al...