Love or Hate- A Jyrus Fanfic

LIFE.

Walking into school the next day was near imposable. Lack of sleep and emotions don't mix well. Anyways, with great struggle, I forced myself to get out of bed and got ready to enter my cinder-block prison, A.K.A Jefferson Middle School.

Comming out of the shower, I checked my phone, seeing a text from Jonah.

"Hey, u commin to school today." the text read.

Leaving him on read, I put on a comf outfit with some slides before walking out of my house. The air was cold, bitting at my skin. Gloomily, the sky hid the sun as a slight flurry began to fall. The puffy flakes fluttered down, landing on the cement sidewalk, melting away in mere seconds, leaving nothing more than a puddle of their former selves behind.

Eventually, I made it to school, finding Buffy standing outside of the girl's bathroom with a worried expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked, walking up to her.

"It's Andi, she's been throwing up for the past five minutes." She said while checking the clock on her phone.

"It's probably just the baby." I said, trying to calm Buffy down.

"No duh Cyrus." Buffy responded while poking her head into the bathroom, making sure Andi was okay. "Make that eight minutes." She said as she pulled her head out, letting the door close behind her.

Just then, Andi came out of the bathroom. Even though she was trying to act normal and nonchalant, I knew that she was just putting up an act. Her eyes showed her nervousness and worry.

"Hey, are you alright?" Buffy asked while handing Andi a piece of gum.

"Ya, Ya, I'm fine. We'll talk after-school at the spoon." Andi said, putting on a smile while popping the gum into her mouth.

The rest of the morning when as usual. Me, Buffy, and Andi stood around, waiting for the first bell to sound while others would stop by to say hello or get into small talk.

After about twenty minutes or so, the first bell rung. Walking to my locker, I saw that Jonah was leaning against it, seemingly waiting for me. Before I could turn away, he noticed me. There was no way out of this.

Continuing to walk to my locker, be-it a lot slower now, Jonah started looking at me, plastering a smile across a face.

"Hey Cy." he said after pecking me on my lips.

"Hey, Jonah." I responded nervously.

"What's wrong?" He asked, noting the nervousness in my voice.

Did he seriously not remember. I get that he was drunk, but still.

"Jonah, do you remember last night?" I asked, rather abruptly.

"How could I forget. It was your party!" Jonah responded.

"Do you remember anything else." I said, trying to get it out of him.

"Our dance." He started, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "You're a natural Cy."

"Did he actually forget? Or maybe he's hiding it. No, that's not the Jonah I know. It was probably just a one-time thing." I tried justifying in my head, but I continued to felt uneasy about the situation. Still, I pushed the issue into the back of my head. I don't have time to ponder on adolescent drama.

The rest of the day went on as normal, or at least it seemed normal. There was always this uneasy feeling that I just couldn't seem to put aside. Trying to ignore it, I continued to carry on with the rest of my day, but I just couldn't seem to get rid of the feeling.

After what seemed like ages of being trapped in this educational prison, the final bell finally rang. Grabbing my books from my locker, I proceded search for Andi and Buffy outside.

As I stepped out into the open air, I was immediately confronted by a wave of cold. The snow had picked up, now accumulating on the ground. It wasn't a good idea to wear slides today. With my arms crossed over my chest as to preserve body heat, I walked over to Buffy and Andi.

As I approached them, Buffy spoke up.

"Do you guys still wan't to go to the spoon?"

"Ya, but we should leave now before it starts to gets bad." Andi said, looking up at the sky while I nodded my head in agreement.

We just barley made it to the spoon without contracting frostbite. The temperature was really dropping. Anyways, as we opened the door, we were greeted by the familiar chime and homey smells wafting from the kitchen. Sitting down at our usual booth, It didn't take long for the water to come over and confirm our order. Waiting for our food, however, was a different story. Awkwardness filled the air. Nobody wanted to confront the elephant in room. Eventually, our food arrived. Andi began to stuff her mouth with baby-tators, seemingly as if she hadn't eaten a single morsel of food in years.

With the awkwardness still high, Buffy, being Buffy, sliced directly through the heart of the Issue.

"Andi, did you tell Bex?" Buffy asked, demanding an answer.

"No. Not, yet." Andi responded still stuffing her face with baby tators.

"Well, when are you going to tell her. You can't keep it a secret forever, it's literally imposable." Buffy said without any sugarcoating.

"I'll tell her, but not right now. Theirs already so much going on in her life with Bowie and her salon. She can't afford to worry about me right now.

Taking Andi's hands into hers, Buffy said "Andi, there's a life inside of you. You have to tell Bex as soon as possible."

"I know, I'm just, I'm just not ready." Andi whispered, looking towards the floor.

Still holding on to her hands, Buffy responded "Don't worry. We'll there every step of the way."