forty seven

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Jessica

It's been a month since the news. I only recently started going back to school. I avoided pretty much anyone when I could, besides Kyle and Kayla. They didn't know and I didn't want to make anything seem suspicious.

Austin kept trying to get me to talk but there really was nothing to talk about. I made it clear to him that I didn't want to talk about the situation. All I wanted to do was leave it in the past.

When school ended, I met Kayla by her locker. We agreed to hang out today and honestly, I needed it. Shit was still going on between my parents, and that made it hard to want to be home.

While we were talking, Kayla was texting someone back and forth. I didn't read all of them, but enough to notice that she was 'flirting' with them.

"Who's the lucky person?" I asked her. "Her name is Sofia," she smiled. Her cheeks easily turned red. "She nice?" I asked. "Very. And pretty, too," she said, showing me a picture. I nodded. "How'd you meet?" I asked.

She paused, thinking. "I went to my cousins baseball game, and we were both uninterested as hell," she explained. "What better way to meet someone?" I laughed. "When do I meet her?" I questioned. She shrugged. "Whenever you want. She's really sociable, it makes things so much easier," she said. "You set it up, and let me know," I told her.

"Tell me about her," I added. "She's the same age as us, but she's from Roslyn. She's trustworthy, smart, and never ignores my texts.." she went on a full rant about how amazing this girl was. Her gaze was on the ground but a smile hadn't left her face.

I was so happy for her.

"Anyway," she finished. "Update me on your life. I feel like you haven't been talking much since you were sick," she said. I mentally froze. I didn't want anyone to know about what happened. I already felt the feeling of wanting to cry, but I pushed it back as much as I could, successfully changing the topic.

"Nothing, same as usual," I said.

After a little while, we ended up binging through a couple TV shows and movies. It was the most relaxing part of the past month.

During an episode, my phone vibrated in my pocket, as Austin began texting me.

Austin
Wya

Me
Kayla's

I found myself being extremely blunt and dry to Noah and Austin. To anyone else I pulled off my best "normal" attitude but to them, it was impossible.

Austin
For how long?

Me
Idk

Austin
Babe please stop acting like this

Austin
When are you leaving. I'll pick you up

Me
I don't know. It's fine I don't need a ride

The three dots appeared again as he started typing another message, but it quickly disappeared. Letting out a breath of relief, I rested my head back, and continued watching.

Suddenly, though, my phone started ringing. It caught Kayla's attention, but I quickly apologized and silenced the ringer, declining Austin's call, before shooting him a text.

Me
Stop we're watching something

He didn't respond to that. He left it alone, and finally, I was met with silence again.

Austin

Noticing that Jess was being blunt as hell, I figured I could at least attempt to bring her mood up. She really pissed me off with our last text conversation. She was barely talking to me at this point. So, I figured that the only other way to get her attention was to text the person she was with.

Me
Yoooooo Kayla

Kayla
Wussaa

Me
Don't tell Jess but can i steal her around 8

Kayla
Sure?

Me
She's stressed & I wanna help her

Kayla
Awww how nice of you

Me
😊

It was already seven. I had to work quick because even I didn't know what I wanted to do.

As time passed, I realized that I could take her to a movie, and help her relax. After that, she could choose the rest.

Eventually, I got ready, and grabbed whatever I needed. My parents were working late, and Caleb and Becca were chilling in the living room.

Saying goodbye to them, I headed out to my car, and drove to Kayla's house, texting her.

Me
Can you please try to get Jess out

Kayla
Sure

I called Jess, but didn't get an answer.. again. After about a minute, Kayla texted me again.

Kayla
Come inside

I parked the car and stepped out, walking to her porch. The door flung open, with Kayla standing behind it.

She nudged her head to the side, and as I walked in, I saw Jess sitting on the couch. Her attention turned to me, but she didn't look too happy about it.

"Jess," I softly began. I didn't want to do or say anything that would get her mad at me.

She stood up, walking towards me. Even I could feel the rising tension in the room.

I followed her out the door, but she stopped at the bottom of the porch. I thanked Kayla quickly, before reaching Jess.

"Why?" She simply asked. "Please, Jess, just let me take you somewhere," I pleaded. "Austin," she sighed. "I don't want to go anywhere," she said.

By the tone we spoke in, neither of us wanted to argue. Somehow, though, I still felt one rising up.

"I do," I said. "And I want you to go with me. Please," I explained. Before she could even speak, I smoothly slipped my hand into hers, and brought her towards my car.

Opening the door, I waited for her to sit inside.

"Austin, please," she said. I could see tears brimming her eyes. "No, don't cry," I said.

The whole point of me doing this was to make her happy, not to make her cry.

"Babe, I just want to take you somewhere. Trust me. If you don't like it then I'll take you home, let me try, at least," I pleaded.

After a few seconds, she slowly went into the car. I shut the door, before bringing myself to the drivers seat.

A few minutes of silence had passed, until I finally spoke. "Why are you distancing yourself from me?" I finally asked.

From the corner of my eye, I saw her turn her head out the window. "I'm not," she softly said. I wanted to reach for her hand, but her arms were crossed.

All I wanted to know was why she was mad at me. All I tried to do was help her through everything, and yet somehow, I was making it worse.

"You are, Jess," I told her. "I've been trying to get you out and to make you feel better, and you keep ignoring me. What am I doing?" I asked. "Don't start, Aus," she said.

I sighed, leaning my head back. "I just-"

"God, Austin, just stop! Please!" She snapped. "I'd stop if you told me what the fuck I'm doing!" I yelled.

"Maybe it's because every fucking time I look at you, I think of the baby. It would've looked like you and knowing that makes all of this shit so much harder!"

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