Impossible

Chapter 10

i slowly wake up, opening my eyes to the sun peeking through the curtains. I rest for a second before realizing, i was on the beach. I sigh in relief, for it must've been a dream. I sit up and see jack sitting at the foot of my bed, holding his head in his hands. I ponder for a moment why Jack could be sad. Well his parents did just divorce, or... i look down at my clothes and I'm in different clothes. I scoot a little closer to him and feel the sand between my toes. So it must have been real.Or, am i just imagining things? I'm so confused as to how or why I'm here in the bed. "jack?" i ask sitting next to him, resting my hand on his shoulder. He shrugs my hand off and continues to hold his head in his hands. "Jack? are.. you ok?" i ask unsure of why he did that to me. He mumbles something underneath his breath. "what?" i ask. "why?" he says looking at me. His eyes are still swollen and puffy, his cheeks red and his hair a mess from running his fingers through it constantly. "Why wha.." "why did i find you on the beach this morning...dehydrated, sandy and ..wet" he says starting to cry and dry heave. My face instantly falls. Jack found me on the beach this morning and that explains why i was in the bed. He found me, broken, when he needed me most. I could feel the tears coming down the same as many times before. I can't believe i was going to leave him, the one person i love, when he needed me most. I go speechless. "I ... I" i choke. "did you try to...commit suicide?" he asks. I can see the heart break in his eyes. I drop my head to my hands and starting balling like a baby. How could i be so selfish and try to leave him to fight on his own. I look back up to see jacks mouth gaped and his tears stopped falling down. His emotions immediately changed. He furrowed his brows and his face became a shade of red. "How could you do that to me y/n! How?!" jack started to shout. He sat off the bed and stood closer to the door, as if to get away from me. "You knew my parents just divorced! I find out they had been having affairs behind my back for half a year! I took you with me because you felt like the only thing that loved me... the only thing i felt that i loved anymore!" he yells at me while running his hands through his hair angrily. Jack continued but his voice dropped, almost to a whisper, "and you tried to leave me?" he says tears falling to the ground again. I couldn't believe it. Even after he went through years of his parents gone, his parents having affairs and divorcing. I was the one who broke him...because i was broken. The last thing i wanted to do was hurt this boy that i loved so deeply, and that's exactly what i did. Jack sighed and dropped his head while gripping the door. "ill drive you home, but were over no more us even if i have to .. see.." He started to whimper again. "you again." he finished. "don't worry, you won't." i said, getting up. He lifted his head in shock. As much as he never wanted to see me i think he didn't actually want me to leave. He didn't say anything but his face was wondering what i meant. " i was fired. Yesterday." i paused, deciding on how to word what was to come next. " your mom called to check on you and got mad at me." "why would she get mad at.." he started but i cut him off. "because I'm the one who told her she should tell you."i said. he stared at me in shock once again, then slowly shook his head. "you....knew?" he asked. i opened my mouth but couldn't say anything. I closed it and shook my head slowly yes. He opened the door wider," i don't even wanna know how long you knew.". And with that he walked out, and shut the door. I stood there, not knowing what to do. I just .... stood there. I couldn't cry. I couldn't move. I just was frozen.

-Time skip-

we sat in the car. Not talking. Not looking. Not moving other than Jack driving the car and spinning the wheel every once in a while. Both of us didn't want to listen to music, but i didn't want to sit in silence either. It was the most awkward car ride i have ever experienced. Finally after what felt like forever, we finally reached the house. Jack parked and jumped out of the car, went inside and shut the door. I slowly got out of the car, shutting it softly and walking in. If you saw me it looked as if my whole world was destroyed. Which it was. Ever since i was a child, piece by piece, my world started coming to an end. I know, only from pictures, that my first year of birth wasn't all that bad. They were perfect parents. Until, they had a second child. This boy was then kidnapped when he was 3 months old. I don't know my so called brothers name because they wont tell me. But, after that they both got really depressed. My mother started doing drugs and leaving me with my father every night. After a few weeks of being left with my father he started drinking. It started with shots, then cups, then bottles, and then multiple bottles. Ever since i was young i always thought I should've been the one kidnapped. Sometimes i wished i was. I walked down the hall that seemed lifeless now to my room and threw everything in my one bag. After i threw it over my shoulder i walked back out to the kitchen. On the stone counter top sat one white envelope. I picked it up and in her oh so famous hand-writing said Y/N L/N's Payment. I grabbed it and shoved it in my bag, not caring if it got bent or crumpled. I walked towards the door and paused. I stood there for a second relishing in all the great memories, my best memories, that happened here. I took a deep breath and grabbed the door handle. I have left the house but this would surely be the last time i leave. I take one more glance back up the stairs hoping Jack would be standing there. Just so i could see his face one more time. Wishing that he'd come running down the stairs and beg me not to leave. But that's impossible. That only ever happens in the movies. I walked out in the hot burning sun across the tan pavement. I reached the gates and walked through the side door. I looked back at the big house i used to call my home then down at the gutter. I started walking about a mile down the flat sidewalk. I looked back at the gutter, It had a small river running down it. I stood there for a second then something i had not expected came floating down. A small paper boat got caught in a twig, blocking the flow. I bent down and picked it up, observing the small lined paper boat. Then a little kid about the age of 7 came running towards me. "that's mine! Hey Don't take it!" The boy stopped at my feet and stared at me. I smiled, even though my cheeks were still puffy from the current situation. I handed it to him as he took it. "Jackson, stop running!" i heard a familiar voice yell down the road. From a far he was unrecognizable but as he got closer his noodle hair made it obvious, Wyatt. He caught up to me and the boy so called Jackson. "oh hey y/n, hey are you ok?" his voice swung from happy to worried. "um yea." i said trying to hide my face a bit. "No you've been crying. Did you and jack get in a fight." he asked as Jackson walked off toward the other stream of water, not interested. "Um.. yea you can say that." i said staring at my washed out vans from the sea. "oh..im sorry. Where are you going?" he said. That was a question i didn't even know the answer to. A question i hadn't even thought of. " i i i don't..know" i confessed. Wyatt shook his head making his curls bounce around his face. He held his glasses in his hand and wore jean shorts with a flannel rolled up. He was actually really handsome but im in no state of mind to be thinking about that. "you can stay with me if you want." I froze and played with the idea in my mind. "really?" i asked. "yea of coarse, we have an extra room no one is staying in." he said kindly. " yea, that would be great." i said. I mean it's not like i had anywhere else to go. "ok well my car is just down that way a mile or two, we can go now." "oh no i don't want to ruin Jackson's fun." i said looking at the boy who suddenly looked up hearing his name. "yea Wyatt." he said going along with my request. "no it's fine." "but Wyatt Why.." Wyatt looked at him and eyed him. "no it's fine well come back again." he said starting to walk/ Jackson huffed and followed along behind us. "here let me take this bag from you." Wyatt said already taking the strap off my shoulder. "No it's ok." i said trying to grab it back. "give me one reason why i shouldn't carry it." he said challenging me. i couldn't help but smile a bit, i mean he was right. I let go of the black strap as he threw if over his shoulder gently. I smiled as we kept walking back to his car. As we we're walking i swear i heard my name being called but i shrugged it off. Who would be calling my name anyways.

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I shut the door and walked up to my room. In an instant i went to my room and shut my door and plopped on my bed. Why. Why did my parents have to go and throw away all those years of marriage and throw away me. And y/n. How could she think of killing herself and leaving me and throwing me away at the worst time. I couldn't help but have more heavy tears roll down my face which my pillow caught. Then it hit me, almost as if i was slapped in the face by the thought. Y/n, wouldn't just leave me just because. She had a reason hell she probably had tons of reasons. From the few bits and pieces i was told, her life was a lot more terrible than mine. And then i got mad at her. I got mad at her for having pain and suffering. I punished her for not wanting to be punished anymore. "what have i done." I said. I jumped off my bed and threw the door open, hitting the wall. I flew done the stairs and at the last step i missed and fell. I hit my body against the hard marble floor. I groaned and rubbed my head seeing the sight of blood. But that was the least of my worries right now. I slowly gathered myself off the floor and opened the door. Gaining back some of my strength from my adrenaline i ran onto the driveway. "Y/N!" i yelled cupping my hands, hoping she was just down the street. I ran towards the gate and grabbed the hot burning bars. I then let go, having the black poles burn me. "Y/N!" i yelled again. No answer. I ran back inside and went to my room. I grabbed the keys that spilled out of my pocket onto the bed. I ran back outside and jumped in my car, quickly trying to unlock my car. "DAMMIT!" i yelled dropping my keys and then finally unlocking it. i slammed the door shut and pulled down the driveway. I stopped as the gate was opening and trying to think of which way she would've most likely went. I decided to go to the right and kept driving. I know there's a park down this way, maybe she went there. I turned the thought over in my mind wishing she would be there. After a minute or two i pulled into the parking lot. I parked and got out. I turned my whipped my head to the playground to the field and lastly to the parking lot. I saw as she stood there looking down at her feet. "Y/.." i stopped. My breath hitched and i almost chocked at the view i was looking at. Wyatt came around and helped her into his grey Honda. And the worst part, she was smiling. I mean i want her to be happy, but it's as if she wasn't even sad that i pushed her out. As if i meant nothing. I watched as she got in the front seat of his car and they drove off. i dropped to my knees. And cried. Like a little baby and gushed my heart out. I heart more knowing that i was the one who pushed her out.

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Sorry it took forever for the update!!! I was grounded, oops. Anyways i hope you enjoyed that really really really sad chapter. Now she's going home with Wyatt WOWIE! Anyways hopefully it won't take me as long as it did to post the next chapter... but bye for now. Until the next chapter...

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