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~next monday~

the past week was normal like always. well, normal. jonah started acting weird around me, like really weird. he kept winking at him and he kept touching me. he made me really uncomfortable to i didn't hang out with the boys at lunch today.

me and tom spent lunch in the library, it actually wasn't that bad.

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i got in my car and threw my backpack onto the back seat, then drove to the other side of school where zach was already waiting for me.

he had his good on and was staring at the ground, one of his arms wrapped around his stomach. he ran towards the car as soon as he saw me. he jumped in immediately and didn't say a word.

i drove for a couple minutes before speaking to him. i didn't want to attack him with all these questions right when he got in the car, especially because he didn't look so good either.

"are you okay?" i asked calmly. he nodded his head and looked out the window. i kept my eyes fixed on the road. i know he wasn't okay. "hey, whatever it is, you can talk to me about it." i reassured him, hoping he'd say something back. but he didn't. i noticed a tear streaming down his face.

i pulled up in our drive way and jumped out of the car, walking over to zach's side. i pulled him out of the car and we just stood in front of the house, zach sobbing into my chest.

we walked into the house and jack noticed that there was something wrong right away. "what's going on?" he asked standing up from the couch as soon as he saw zach crying. he walked over to us and tried to calm him down, we made our way over to the couch.

once we sat down, zach pulled his hood off his head. we could cite and bruises on his face, as if someone was beating him at school. i quickly pulled his hand off from his stomach and lifted his shirt up, shocked by the sight. he had a huge bruise on his side, and he whimpered as i laid a hand on it.

jack walked away to the bathroom to try and find the first aid kit. while he was doing so, i looked zach in the eyes. "what happened?" i asked quietly. "you know you can tell me. we don't have to tell anyone else, okay?" i asked him. he nodded his head and shifted about until he got in a comfortable spot.

"the boys at school, the ones from last time. they did this..." he said and turned his head the other way, unable to look me in the eyes. i grabbed his chin and turned his head back to me, i noticed jack walking back into the living room with a red box in his hands.

"we'll talk about this later" i whispered to him and gave me a simple nod in return.

we cleaned his cuts, and made sure zach was okay, then sent him off to take a shower and get some rest. "did he tell you what happened?" jack asked eyeing me. i didn't look back up at him and shook my head.

"i couldn't get him to talk" i lied. i promised zach that whatever he told me, i wouldn't tell anyone and i wouldn't want to turn my back on him. and i didn't know the full story anyway so there wasn't much to say.

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i heard the doorbell ring. "i got it!" i yelled, running down the stairs and making my way over to the door. i opened it with a bright smile on my face expecting it to be tom, or maybe even daniel. but instead, i was met face to face with jonah.

"uhh- what are you doing here?" i asked him in a whispery voice. i was beyond confused of what was happening.

"can i come in?" he asked. but i guess he made his mind up and pushed through the door before i could stop him or say anything. he looked around then walked up the stairs and stopped halfway. "which one's your room?"

"first door on the left..." i talked quietly and looked back down at the wood floor, shutting the front door. i quickly pulled my phone out and texted tom.

me
help. jonah came over. idk what to do!!!!

i didn't know what to do so i just followed jonah up the stairs and into my room. he sat down on my bed, smirking at me. i tried to ignore him as much as possible but he was there. in my room. i was not about to do this again.

"so, why are you here?" i asked uncomfortably. i didn't want him to be in my room, let alone my house.

"i like you" he blurted out not moving his focus from me. i stood there, dumbfounded. what the hell.

"why does everyone all of a sudden like me?!" i yelled back. "this has to be prank. first daniel, then tom, and now you!" i kept ranting about how stupid this whole situation was until i noticed that jonah got off my bed and started walking over to me. slowly walking over to me with a smirk on his face.

i was paralyzed. i couldn't move. i was shocked by what was happening. again.

he slowly grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him sliding his hands down my back, sending shivers down my spine.

i gathered up enough strength and confidence to push my self out of his grip. i ran over to the door and opened it wide. wide enough for him to get out.

"leave" i said sternly, staring him straight in the eyes. i had a serious look on my face.

"fine, but you don't know what you're missing out on" he said, grabbing his jacket from my chair, proceeding down the hall and out the front door.

"hey what was that all about?" jack asked. he popped up out of nowhere and almost gave me a heart attack.

"oh, umm- he... he wanted to, you know..." i said awkwardly. the reason why i told jack is because i always told him everything. i trusted him with my life. we were so close, and not because we were cousins, but over the years we developed such a good relationship that i trusted him with pretty much everything. except for cooking. he was bad at cooking.

"..." no response. i guess he didn't know what to say. he stared at me with a blank expression on his face.

"i'm gonna go check on zach" i said and headed over to his room. jack nodded and walked back to the room he was staying in. i stopped in the middle of the hall. "hey jack?"

"yeah?"

"where did our parents go?" i asked curiously. it was kind of late and mom would usually be home by this time.

"they went out" he responded and i heard him continuing the walk to his room. the guest bedrooms were downstairs. don't ask me why.

i finally got to zach's room, his door opened just a crack. i walked in, and saw zach sitting on his bed with red, puffy eyes crying.

{author's note}
just wait and see.
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