Broken

Broken- Chapter sixty eight

I held my pillow close me as let my tears flow freely. I hear a light knock on my door and thinking it was Sean I said, "Come in."

Zack entered and offered a smile, "I have chocolate."

I pat the spot next to me and he sits down, "I really blew it this time. I just had to ask questions."

I laugh humorlessly and rolled my eyes at myself.

"If it makes you feel any better, he was asking about you."

"Then why did he break up with me? Guys are so fucking dumb!"

My door burst open and Connor and Jacob enter, both yelling, "How dare you!"

"I never said you could come in."

"I never said you could call boys dumb," Connor folded his arms, defensively.

Jacob jumped onto Connor, resulting in them both falling off the bed. I laughed, yelling, "Dumb!"

I held my stomach, laughing as Connor argued with Jacob.

"Why did you do that?"

Jacob flailed his arms over head, screaming, "It was supposed to look cool. You know I could've jumped on you and push you onto the floor then talk to Faith-"

He paused before turning to Zack, "This is your fault."

Zack's jaw dropped and he stuttered to find words, "Me?"

Jacob put his hands on his hips, "Yes jackass. You were on the other side of the bed, hence me falling."

"What! I didn't-"

"You messed with my center of gravity!"

I honestly loved these guys. They always make me laugh. I couldn't even remember what I was upset about. Just as I thought that Sean burst through my room.

"Could you guys be any louder!"

He turnt his back and left, slamming the door behind him. What the fuck! How dare him.

Jacob wiggled his eyebrows at me, "Did y'all talk?"

"Yeah, we talked alright," I sigh and lied my back down.

"So y'all talked?" Jacob kept moving his eyebrows and Connor continuously winked.

Zack intervened, "I don't think you guys should-"

Connor cupped his mouth screaming, "She got the D!"

Jacob continued, "He got the V!"

"Guys please stop...we broke up."

Their faces instantly fell and they both hugged me making me laugh.

"Awww I ship you two," I said to them both.

They pulled away and Connor ran to my door while Jacob ran the opposite end of my room,
both continuously saying ew.

"I don't know about him but I'm straight."

"Then why are you slouching?" Jacob stuck his tongue out.

My phone lit up with a message from Ed saying to meet him at his office. I groaned because didn't want to see Sean nor did I feel to move from my comfortable duvet.

I sighed, "Get out."

They both stuck their tongue out at me and Zack went to leave but I stopped him.

"Not you. You saw what went down at the shoe store. You're a target now. Apparently we have to protect you."

He nodded and I grabbed my phone, "Let's go."

"You sure you just don't want to be in a car alone with-"

"I said let's go."

Zack and Sean sat in the front seat while I sat in the back. We were almost to the organization when I gasp.

"Oh my gosh!"

The car comes to a stop, "What?"

I look at Zack, "I never ate my chocolate."

He burst out laughing while Zack rolled his eyes, "I thought it was an emergency or something."

I fold my arms, "It is."

Sean rolled his eyes again but in the rear view mirror, I saw a small smile playing on his lips which causes my lips to curl into my own one.

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When we arrived to the office, Ed wanted us to go to the hospital, the one I left Andrew at two years ago. I was reluctant at first. Actually...I took up one of the chairs and flung it at him.

Zack had to hold me back from ripping his head off. They had to drag me into the hospital. I kept threatening to burn the place down but they didn't believe me. Clearly they didn't know me very well.

There was an illegal trading on drugs in this place. They used weed for the cancer patients but the other drugs were deemed unstable. The 'drug lord' hit a hold of it and gave it to these people, to give to patients, doctors or the patients' family and friends.

It was disgusting. What was even funnier was that such a powerful man was too much of a wimp to come out of his hiding.

I swear when I received the message from Ed that the trading was going on in room eight...I died.