JACKS POV
I close the door behind me and grab my phone off charge. When I turn it on, the lock screen- with a picture of me and Mark is covered in notifications.
2hours ago Phil: Jack? Are you there?
1hr 50min agoPhil: Jack I think I'm about to do something I might regret. Are you there?
35minutes ago Phil: doesn't matter. Wasn't a regret, but I still want to tell you. Tomorrow then.
Now I am intrigued. I try for a few minutes to get him to tell me, but he keeps refusing and sending happy devil emojis. I give up and go to scrolling through Facebook and twitter. Most people's lives are quite boring, most of them posting stuff about their dog or cat. I wish I had a dog, but at the moment Chika is good enough.
I scroll down further when I come across something that might come in handy. The pictures showed a tidy little apartment. It had two rooms, a bathroom and walk-in robe and a small but decent kitchen. All with sound proofing done. I scroll through the details. I find the apartment is for rent and is only $120 a month. It also comes with a free parking space under the building and is a 10 minute walk from the TAFE or 30 minutes from the university. I stare at the picture of a for rent sign, thinking.
Could I actually move out? Live alone? I mean it would mean less Dad and all that, but I also don't want to leave Mum alone with him. All these thoughts race through my mind until I snap back to reality at the sound of a door slamming. I walk cautiously to my door. I open it and walk to Marks room. There is no one there. So I walk to the kitchen where I see a piece of paper sitting on the black marble bench, covered in scribble. It read three words I didn't want to see:
Tomorrow is here.
(Sorry it's short)
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