ALIVE / whydontwerunamaze

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I layed next to sleeping Jack in bed, hus breatheing was still very heavy and he was still sweating.
I smiled before kissing his forehead and putting on his hoodie. And then looked at my phone, "Aw shit."
It was 6 pm.
Jack opened his eyes and rubbed rhem, "Huh..?"
I went over him, he was so cute when he was tired, "I got to go..I have to stop be the store and get some fruit for the dinner im making for my dad."
"And I say to people that's my lady." He teased as he sat up and kissed my cheek, "Lemme put on clothes and I'll come with you."
"Ok." I smiled.
He stood up and put on boxer, pants and a shirt and looked at me.
"Hey, that's my hoodie!" He laughed.
I held it close, "I know." I said in a baby voice.
He put the hoodie over my head and picked me up and brought me to me feet, "Ok go put on some pants, I'll wait."
I rubbed my nose against his and then put on pants.
We got into the car and went to my house.
"Jack!!" My dad opened the front door and ran out to the car.
"Why is he home?" I whiosered to Jack, "He always has work--"
He knocked on the window.
Jack rolled down his window and gave him a hug.
"Do you want to come inside?" My dad asked Jack.
"Sure." Jack smiled as he was holding my hand.
We got out of the car and went inside.
There was pizza on the table.
"D-dad? I thought you were suppose to be at work?" I said confused.
"Well..I was going to talk to you about that later." Dad was avoiding the question.
I felt Jack squeeze my hand a little, I looked at him and he smiled as a way to say dont worry about it.
We all sat down at the table, ate, and talked. I loved seeing my dad and Jack smile. It made me smile.
We talked for like an hour and a half before the laughs started to die down.
"So dad..can we talk about why you aren't at your job?" I asked. I was anxious.
"Oh, that.." My dad put his hands together.
I looked at Jack, worried and he looked back at me with a head nod of reassurance.
"I-I don't know if I should talk about it right now..Jack just got out of the hospital--"
"Did you get fired?" I asked.
"...Not exactly."
I put my hands over my face, "Oh my god.."
Jack put his hand around my upper arm, "Hey it's ok.."
He looked over at my dad, "Is there anyway I can help?"
"Oh, no, son, this isn't a battle for you," He paused for a second, "And, I actually already have a plan for me and Ora."
I undug my face from my hands and held Jack's hand.
"She has an grandma in Dubai, who helps us pay the bills for the house and so does Ora, but.."
I felt my heart stop. I knew what was coming. I wasn't ready though. I didn't want to here the words he was going to say.
"I think we are going to move in with her until we have enough money to--"
"Ohh my god.." I stood up and put my hand to my forehead, I fet everything get shaky, I stood up and ran yo my room.
"Amora!" Jack ran after me.
I went to close my door and Jack pryed it open.
"J-Jack I can't--" I felt my self start to cry, "I can't leave LA."
"Princess, calm down." He put his hands around my waist and brought me into an embrace, "I-I don't want you to go either."
"I'm scared.." I whimpered.
"I'm scare too." Jack layed his head on my shoulder and I put mine on his, "Just take deep breaths.."