I continue looking at the message before I decide that I need to get out of the house and try to get information on Gabbie on my own. I grab the skateboard that was in the corner of my room and quickly rush out of the house even though the guys were asking me where I was going. I slam the door place my board on the ground and push off the ground so I can get out of the house as fast as I physically could. I had no clue where I was going all I knew is that the further away from the house I got the easier it was to breathe.
I had been skating for roughly 15 minutes when I feel finally capable of breathing easily and fully. I see a sign that says "Venice Beach 2 Miles." That's when I continue riding my skateboard till I can hear the beach which only makes me push off the ground faster. Once I reach the sand I get off my board and take off the slip on Vans I don't entirely remember putting on. I roll up the sweatpants that I was wearing and carry my shoes and skateboard in my arms till I find a decently empty spot on the beach. Considering it was late winter and dark there was still a large amount of people at the beach.
I plant myself in the sand and begin drawing in the sand with my finger until I get bored roughly 5 minutes later. I then decide to grab my phone out of the pocket of my sweatpants and begin typing anything and everything I'm thinking about it the notes app on my phone, When I can no longer think of anything to type I turn off my phone and put it back in my phone , when I look up I see less people here then when I had come roughly 15 minutes ago. I put my hands behind me and stare off into the ocean and relax and calm myself down for another 10 minutes before I decide to head back to the house so Jonah doesn't actually kill me.
It was less than 30 minutes to skate back to the house and I open the door and expect to be greeted with yelling from Jonah but that's not the case at all. Instead he looks relieved to see me back and runs to give me a hug.
"So, I'm not in trouble for leaving and not telling you why." I say but comes out more in the form of a question.
"Of course you are, I'm just glad you're safe." He said after pulling away from our embrace.
"I guess I should explain what happened." I said and look down at my feet.
"It would be nice, but I'm not gonna force you to talk about it if you don't want to." Jonah said to me.
"I do want to talk about it." I said and when I looked him he looked shocked.
"Are you sure Sabrina?" He asked me
"Yeah, I'm okay to talk about it, but can we talk in private." I told him
"Of course come on upstairs to your room and I'll be up in a second." He told me.
"Okay." I said and made my upstairs to my room and quickly rush in and close the door so I don't have to look at the room across from mine.
Roughly 2 minutes later I hear a soft knock on my door and knowing it's Jonah I go open the door for him. I let him without saying a word and sit on my bed and he sits in the chair that for the desk we have in the room.
"Alright Sabrina, so what happened?" He asked very straight forward.
I still don't say anything all I do is take out my phone open it and go to the message from earlier from Jack. I hand my phone over to Jonah and sit quietly as he examines the message.
"Okay and now elaborate." Is all he says as he hands back my phone.
"It's been 4 months Jonah since he admitted the feelings he had for me and now all of the sudden he is telling this Gabbie person that he loves her. He told me that he couldn't get over Aspen and I was willing to wait till he worked through that whole situation but now he is saying I love you to a girl who I know nothing about. He told me he cared about me and my feelings and now I have no idea what to think." I tell him and I can feel the tears that want to come.
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Adopted By Why Don't We||Jack Avery
FanfictionSabrina is a 15 year old girl. She was... different but not completely different. Her story of how she ended up in foster care is not one she like to share because it isn't your average story. Will the Why Don't We boys figure it out or will they dr...