Jake Paul:Comatose Love

Chapter 18 All Night

*Ding* *Buzz* * Beeeep!* Chance wiped his eyes hearing his phone going crazy,
he had gone to bed a while ago, and was sleeping like a baby before his phone started bugging him. Chance yawned before reaching over, grabbing his wailing phone,  he shadded his eyes before looking at the bright thing, he  saw he had gotten a bunch of text, and was throughly confused.

*Who the hecks texting me this late...It better be good* Chance thought, before looking over the text.

Jake:Yooooo

Jake:Brooooo

Jake:Text me.

Jake:😁😁😁😁😁😀😋😂😘😘😘

Jake:Hjjheljp

JakeHeeeelplpp

Chance frowned, sitting up staring down at his phone, he quickly tried to text back, throughly confused what his friend was doing.

Chance:Are you okay??

Jake:😗

Chance:Jake be serious, are you in the house??

Chance quickly put his shoes on, keeping the phone in his slightly shaky palm
as he went to check Jake's room.

Jake:😚

Chance looked around seeing Jake's bedroom empty, his stomach sunk, and he felt sick,
he knew something was going on, so he quickly got the car keys and headed out.

Chance:Jake, where are you right now?

Jake:....Idont even bro, come on now 😜😜😜

Chance:Don't play, where are you??

Jake:Search the loca brooo, comon bbbbbro its every day!1!!

Chance felt his heart speed up in fear as he drove out into the quiet night,
he tried hard to think of what Jake was talking about, till it clicked.

*Location!* Chance thought, starting to track Jake's phone, hoping desperately Jake
didn't stop texting him.

Chance:Jake what happened?

Jake:I'm Erika Costell!

Chance:Jake, calm down please!

Jake:I'm ouuuuut bro.

Chance kept driving trying to quickly get to Jake's phone location, after a while of earching, he finally found Jake who was stumbling down the street, not too far from where he parked hiis car at the clout house, Chance cursed sinking down in his seat a little, he quickly dialed for a towtruck, knowing he'd have to drive Jake home.

Chance parked the car and quickly got up running to Jake.
"The heck are you doing out here!?" Chance asked grabbing Jake turning him around,
he gasped loudly, seeing Jake's lazy eyes, messy clothes, and the dried blood down his chin.
"Yo" Jake slurred, "Jake, have you been drinking?" Chance asked helping him stand straight,
"HAVE I?! Hahaha, your funny sloth man" Jake slurred as he reached over to pat Chance's head,
"Jake you can't do this mess" Chance mumbled with concern, as he tugged his heavy friend, making him follow him into the car, he put Jake in the passengers seat strapping him in, while he laughed and flailed his arms around.

Chance finally got back into the driver's seat, closing the door before looking at Jake.
"Bro, are you okay?" He asked looking at the blood, "I don't flippin' know broo" Jake laughed,
Chance grabbed his face looking into his mouth noticing something off.
"Is your tooth cracked!?" Chance screeched honestly scared, "Are you trying to kiss me?" Jake slurred arching his eyebrow, "No bro" Chance told him, "You were!" Jake laughed before slopply wrapping his arms around Chance's neck, "Yooooou gaaaaaay!" He said, Chance gently pushed him back, putting Jake's arms back to his sides.

"Jake, what did you do out here?" Chance asked taking another glance at him, before starting to drive, "The other guy looks worse, trrrrust me!" Jake assured cockily, *He couldn't have really turned into a alcoholic, not Jake....* Chance thought nervously, he knew this could br bad for Jake's carrer if any of that got out. *Losing his girlfriend and job? No way, not after he's worked so hard for everything* Chance thought sadly, he wanted to do something, he knew he had to help his friend before things got worse.

Chance yanked Jake's phone away from him, putting  away, thinking Jake might've been texting other people besides him, since he was drunk, *Hopefully everyone thinks he was joking, and won't guess he got drunk* Chance thought, glancing at Jake whom looked ready to pass out.
Chance sighed, first he needed to get his bestfriend to bed, check who Jake texted, then take him to the dentist the next day, to fix his tooth, he knew it was going to suck having to try and explain everything to the rest of the team.

Chance soon got Jake to bed with much effort lugging his heavy friend inside,
then he went to check his phone, he didn't have time to process the shock of who Jake texted before the person replied.

Erika:Jake....You texted  me?

Chance bit his tongue in anger, should he leave it to Jake to respond, or do it himself using is phone? *Jake texted while drunk, he won't remember what happened, I'll just respond and delete the messages* Chance thought frowning down at Erika's name.

'Jake':Essh, we were having a party, and a friend got my phone.

Erika:Oh...Umm, should we talk?

'Jake':You said everything at our wedding.

Chance quickly deleted the text, feeling scared as he did, like someone was watching him,
but he also felt happy to finally give Erika a piece of his mind.

Erika snuggled down in her covers, her eyes tearing up,  she was hoping with all her heart her and Jake could reconnect, but it was obvious now he didn't want that. Erika wiped her eyes hugging her blankets close trying to imatate the warmth Jake use to give her