Iris's P. O. V.
I watched as Jack piled suitcases in the back of his mom's car. Today Jack leaves for California. He put the last suitcase in the trunk and then walked back over to me.
"I'm so sorry, Iris."
"No, Jack. Don't be sorry. You're going to live your dreams. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine," I said fighting back tears.
"You'll be fine by yourself during school?" He asked.
"My mom said if it got to be too much she'd put me in online school," I said.
"Okay. I'll call you everyday. And maybe I'll fly you out there sometime," he told me.
"I'd like that. Now go and have fun. Make me proud," I said hugging him.
"I'll try." He hugged me even tighter. "Iris, I love you."
"I love you too, Jack." I couldn't hold it in any longer. I started crying, but Jack wiped away my tears.
"I'll miss you so much," he told me
"I'll miss you, too, but you have to go Jack. I'll be okay."
He hugged me again and kissed my forehead, then left. I waved as his mom drove him to the airport, but as soon as they turned onto another street my phone buzzed.
Jack was calling to face time. I answered with a smile on my face as he said, "I won't hang up until my foot is on that plane."
I laughed as I started walking home. We talked for another twenty minutes until he heard his plane being called in the airport. He waved goodbye and we both hung up.
***
School had started again, and just as I had predicted, the bullying started again. I tried to make it as long as I could, but by Thanksgiving Break, I was done. I started online school, and it gave me a lot more time to work on music.
Jack and I still talked and he would call me every night, but I knew that it wouldn't last long, and sadly I was right.
Jack's band, Why Don't We, went on tour in January. It was as if he forgot about me while he met all of his fans. I was incredibly proud of him, but I wished that I could've witnessed how he was feeling about it.
It was now March and I hadn't talked to Jack since Christmas. I got through the pain by writing songs and meeting people through the internet. Kayla was also a huge help, even though we could only talk through a screen.
I had listened to Jack and started uploading my songs onto YouTube and Instagram. I had gotten so many more followers and subscribers. I talked to a lot of my supporters, and even made friends with other small artists.
My most recent song had gotten a lot of attention. It was called "I can't breathe" and it went like this:
"Somebody get me a hammer
Wanna break all the clocks and the mirrors
And go back to a time that was different
A time when I
Didn't feel like there was something missing
Now my body and mind are so distant
Don't know how to escape from this prisonHow can I
Free my mind?Cause I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breatheI can't breathe
How can I live in the moment
When my thoughts never feel like my own and
Don't know how to admit that I'm broken
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Fanfiction"I didn't care that we hadn't talked in months. I ran straight towards him and jumped in his arms."