Escaping him

Chapter 1

I love you. 

I relax my body so that my back is against the wall. I have been locked up in my room for the past three hours. He won't answer my calls, my texts, or anything. Last time he pulled this he almost overdosed. Part of me wants to give up. We have none stop been fighting for days. 

I went to his house this past weekend, we were watching a movie on his couch when his phone went off. Normally he ignores it, this time he hurried away. I dismissed it as the hospital that his mom was staying at. He came storming back into the room and threw his phone down and walked off to his room locking the door behind him. I hurried and grabbed his phone to see what happened. I was right. The hospital called.

"Baby, please talk to me." His mom has been in the hospital all summer. She is slowly dying, not from cancer but from her body weight. She weighs almost 700 pounds and now her organs are failing her. She is all he has when it comes to family. 

"I don't want to talk right now." His voice sounds dry and distant.

"Then we don't have to talk. Just open the door." I step back when I hear his footsteps coming closer. I walk into his room and take him to the bed. It was a twin sized bed, which is why we stay on the couch most of the time. I sit down and he sits next to me. I squeeze his hand until he squeezed back. This is our way of saying it will be okay. Talking without words. 

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"Babe. I got to go." I roll over and kiss him on the forehead. 

"Do you really? Or are you just saying that because you are tired of me?" He laughs and kisses me back. I shove him off the bed and jump and run to the living room. He chases me and tackles me to the couch. We die in laughter with our bodies intertwined. 

"Alright let's go. Don't need you getting in more trouble. Can you grab my phone? I'll meet you outside. He takes Roary outside, his nine-year-old beagle. I shuffle through the couch and find his phone. He has a couple missed calls and text from a familiar number. I scroll through their messages.

I'll be busy today. But I'll come up with an excuse to come see you tmr ;) - Jack

Okay, bb. But I miss you. It's not fair she gets you all to herself- them

Ik this is just temporary. Don't worry it will just be me and you soon. - Jack

I want to cry. I want to scream and cry. But I just sit there. My heart has dropped to my stomach. How do I even ask him about this? Do I scream or do I sit him down and ask. Before I can decide what to do next, he comes through the door.

"Hun what's taking so long. We got-" I look up at him and tears pour down my face. I hate crying in front of people, but I can't stop. 

"What's wrong. Was it the hospital?" He nods to the phone in my hand. But his voice is full of shame. He knows I know. 

"Why- who. Who is this, Jack?" I start screaming. My voice cracking from the sobs. 

"Who what?" His voice has gone distant and quiet again. He goes to grab the phone from me, so I throw it at him. He lets it fall to the floor and stares at it. He looks up at him, face is as white as a sheet of paper, he looks like he's going to vomit. 

"I'm so sorry Katie. It's not what it looks li-. We didn't do anything. I pr-"

"What? You promise? Because from what I read something is going on and you just don't want to tell me. Who is it?" My voice is dry but full of anger. I can feel the warmth rushing to my face. I ball my hands up, my nails digging into my palm. This doesn't feel real.