Kidnapped||Jack Avery [Discontinued for now]

8 - 'I always bring concert tickets with me'

*Dakota's POV*

The next day, I woke up. Sticky face, messy hair, throbbing headache. Flashbacks of last night came back to me. I put my hands over my eyes and just cried a little. Addie had tried to kill herself. My mind was still trying to register it. I took my hands off my eyes to see if one of her brothers had maybe tried to text me but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Just some girls from our school asking if Addie had actually tried to kill herself.

I got up and walked into the room Jack had stayed in. He was gone. He had probably called an uber in the morning to leave as soon as he could. I don't blame him. I would want to get out of this mess too. But that was really it, he was gone. Who knew if I would ever even see him again? Probably not.

I walked back downstairs. I couldn't stop thinking about Jack. Fuck. Was this going to be my life now? Thinking about Jack? Was I one of those girls? No, I could forget about him.

I got on my phone and logged onto instagram. Most were just pictures of Addie that people posted, wishing for her to get better. What made me mad about that was that the people posting didn't even know her. They never talked to her. But there they were, pretending like they had been best friends with her.

I went to the search bar on my Instagram and started typing Jack in when I stopped myself. I shut off my phone and put it in my back pocket. There was nothing to do. I couldn't call Addie, I couldn't hang out with Jack, and my mom was at work. I was stuck with my thoughts. Which, all those thoughts were was last night and Addie.

I brushed some tears away from my cheeks. Time to do something else. I turned on the TV where someone was talking about 'something different'. They no joke kept saying the word 'something different'.

"Something different," I giggled to myself.

Then I realized it was weird to be talking to myself, not to mention giggling to myself, so I stopped. I turned off the TV since it was being of no help at all. I missed Jack. I truly did. I had known him not even for 24 hours but I missed him. And now he was gone. Probably with his band. They were all pretty cool too. I miss them too. I miss all of them.

I miss Addie.

I went back up to the room I let Jack use. I flopped down on the bed and just laid there. I turned because I wasn't comfortable when there was a crinkling noise. I stood up and looked back at the bed. There was a concert ticket. And a note.

'I always bring concert tickets with me, idk why -Jack'

He left the ticket with me. He wanted me to go see him. He wanted me at the concert. So, looks like I had plans tonight.

I was going to a concert.

For me.

For Addie.

For Jack.

**A/n: I'm backkkkkkk :)**