okay so remember my a/n where i asked if i should have the major change that'll extend the story or make another book (not a sequel)? (does that even make sense i-)
well i decided to create another book :)
butttt i'm not actually making it until this book is finished, so yeah. just so you guys know😂
important note: yes, wyatt is STILL staying at the hotel.
recap: jonah rolled his eyes and stormed into his room, slamming the door. he threw stuff around and broke everything in sight. he yelled out in exasperation, then sat on his bed, holding his head in his hands. he hated her.
— a month later —
[all these time skips are greatttt!1!1!!1]
[^that was sarcasm]
"where's jonah?" daniel frowned when he arrived at the quarry. jack, wyatt and corbyn looked at each other. corbyn bit his lip. "his sister sorta grounded him. he's not allowed out of the house. she's got his key to the house and blocked off his window. she's gone crazy, dude."
"what?" daniel looked at the other boys, seeking reassurance. wyatt nodded. "you didn't see the texts from the group chat?"
"no, my phone's broken, remember?" daniel said, referring to the night he jumped into the quarry with his phone in his pocket.
"shit, you still haven't replaced it?" jack asked.
daniel shook his head. "can't afford one."
since that night at the quarry a month ago, wyatt started to fit in and jonah wasn't so stiff around him anymore. he became pretty close to all of them, with jack's help.
jaeden was still in a coma. wyatt tried not to think about him. but, of course, that was easier said than done. he still visited him at least once a day.
"then what do we do? jonah is usually the one with all the ideas." corbyn sat down next to everyone else, surrounding the campfire. jack observed everyone's bored faces. "truth or dare, anyone?"
"i'm down." corbyn said, and everyone mumbled their agreements.
"okay, who's going first?"
daniel raised his hand silently.
"alright. truth or dare?" jack leaned forward.
"dare."
"i dare you..." he paused, thinking of a dare. "to skinny-dip into the quarry."
"are you—" daniel looked at everyone else. "is he serious?"
"you bet your ass i am."
"okay, fine, i'm just gonna get this over and done with." daniel stood up and took his shirt off. he took his shorts off and scrunched up his face, not wanting to take off his boxers. he stood there, on the edge of the cliff.
"gotta take the boxers off." corbyn laughed.
"i am, i am." daniel ran his hand threw his hair. reluctantly, he took off his underwear and immediately dived into the water.
the other guys cat-whistled.
"alright, come back up when you're ready!" jack yelled out.
"i'm fucking naked!"
"the idiot didn't even think to drop his clothes down there before he went in." corbyn giggled. "good one, jack."
when corbyn turned around to look at jack, his eyes widened. jack was taking off his clothes. when he was completely naked, he did exactly what daniel did, but he added the silly salmon.
"what the fuck?"
wyatt chuckled, drawing in the dirt with a stick.
[dick*]
corbyn stared at him. "you're quiet."
wyatt looked up at him. "thanks for the information, caption obvious."
"hey, quit the attitude." corbyn half-joked, pointing at him. "what's up?"
wyatt shrugged. "nothing."
"don't give me bullshit." corbyn sat next to him. "is it that boy, um, jaeden?"
wyatt sighed. "yeah. he still hasn't woken up."
"shit, dude." corbyn whispered. "can i tell you a story?"
"yeah, sure." wyatt smiled softly, which corbyn gladly returned.
"when i was about 12 years old, i got bullied a lot." corbyn took a deep breath, staring at his hands. "because of my sexuality. they'd call me a bunch of shit like 'fag', 'pussy', 'cunt', you name it. it was torture. one day, i was walking home from school. it had started raining so i was soaking wet and freezing. i was only about a few houses before mine, when a couple of guys from school showed up." corbyn bit his lip, remembering that afternoon. "at first, they were just pushing me back and forth between each other. then, they grabbed me and took me to a cliff, similar to this place. i already knew what they were gonna do, and i—i tried to stop it. i kept shoving them away from me, until one pushed me back, over the cliff."
wyatt stared at corbyn, also close to tears.
"i smashed my head against a rock on my way down. i blacked out, so i don't remember the rest. i just... i remember voices. dreaming. i remember my mum yelling, then her talking to me, then her crying... it felt like it lasted for only a day. but, when i woke up, my mum was asleep in a chair beside me. a nurse came rushing into the room and i got the news that i was asleep for 7 months." corbyn fiddled with his fingers, then connected his eyes with jack. "what i'm saying is; you don't have to worry too much. with what you've told us about him, he genuinely cared about you. he'll fight for you."
wyatt's eyes welded up with tears, and he smiled. he quickly wiped his eyes, chuckling out of embarrassment for his tears. "you're making me soft, dude."
"c'mon, you were already soft."
"whoo-hoo!" jack screamed, approaching corbyn and wyatt with daniel. "that was mind blowing!"
"yeah, it sure felt like my mind was about to get blown out of my head." daniel commented.
"cover up your meat, dickheads." corbyn rolled his eyes
playfully."nothing you haven't seen before." jack smirked, giggling. corbyn nearly choked on his own spit. "dude, watching gay porn is perfectly normal! especially when you're gay yourself."
"i—i wasn't referring to that—never mind. i'm sure we've all watched at least a bit of gay porn."
everyone nodded, then burst into laughter.
wyatt loved this. he felt comfortable with them. he could literally say 'i fucked a skunk' and they probably wouldn't even give a shit. it was great.
"well, i should probably get going otherwise my mum's gonna freak out again." daniel sighed. corbyn and jack agreed. everyone said their goodbyes and left, wyatt being the last one to leave. he stared at the water below in a trance, then walked away in the same direction as everyone else.
wow corbyn and wyatt had a deep conversation. cool.
when do you think jaeden is gonna wake up? (if he does :o *suspenseful music*)
also i watched 13 reasons why and i hated that torturous scene in the last episode. i was crying sm oml.
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