M U T E {2} * completed *

3; Please

"What do you mean?," I froze, "Zach!, Zach!" I shake him as he looked up at me startled a bit. But no response.

"No... no, no. ZACH." He just stared blankly at me, as I teared up looking at his confused blank face.
"How?,"

"What?" Jack asked

"How, How did this happen!"

"Zoey, I already told you. He fell off stage, it was a accident." Corbyn said.

"No. This was no 'accident'" I stared, "someone had to have pushed him off!"

"Zoey, you're getting a hold of yourself. Zach fell on accident. No one asked for this tragedy to happend" Jack fought back.

"How would you have known?, you were singing!" I shot back

"I'm his fucking friend, dumbass! I know what is accident, and what is not" he yelled.

I stopped. Jack Had raised his voice, for this first time ever.

"...yeah, you're right." I said lowly, "I should uh, wait outside, in the lobby. I'm not truly a good girlfriend. Nor am I a good friend." I picked up my bag and left.

"Zoe—y...." I heard Jack sigh right before I left.

|Jack Pov|

"Fuck." I said highly under my breath. "Zach. It's me, Jack. And Corbyn, Jonah, and Daniel"

"Please, please speak"

Suddenly, someone walked into the room. With no sign of a knock.

"Guys," I whispered, "I think Zoey might be right—"

Cliffhanger 🤪🤪🤪