Who Do I Owe That Too

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After I get woken up, I go into the dining hall and decide to skip breakfast today. Only Zoe is there so I take a seat next to her.

"Okay Zoe, don't freak out, but Jacob and I kissed last night."

"Oh my god Troye that's amazing! I'm so happy for you." She says in a whisper. I blush and nod my head.

More and more people start to trickle in and soon Alfie and Jacob make their way into the dining hall. He finds my eyes and gives me a smile. I smile back. They get their food and join us.

"Looks like we all had a little fun last night," I say.

Jacob and Alfie look at me confused and Zoe and I laugh.

"Alfie and Zoe had fun last night too."

"I win! You owe me." Zoe laughs at Alfie.

"What do I owe you?" Alfie asks.

"Haven't thought about it yet. I'll think about it."

"Wait you had a bet on us?" Jacob asked looking at me confused. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Yeah. I thought you two would have at least some self-control." Alfie says laughing and Zoe nudges him under the table.

We eat talking about nothing in particular. Well, they're eating.

"Tro, you need to eat something. Please. They won't let you leave if you don't." Jacob says to me after Zoe and Alfie make their way into the waiting area.

"I'm fine Jacob, really. I'm just not feeling too well." I lie to him. I know I shouldn't but I do anyway. He sighs and places his hand on top of mine on the table. I quickly shove my hand away from his and look around the room, making sure no one saw.

He looks at me confused and hurt. "Did I do something wrong?" He says a little harshly.

"We are not allowed to make physical contact with anyone here. They'll add a week to your stay at LEAST." I whisper to him.

"Oh wow. Okay, I'm sorry. I feel like they should have told me that." I nod my head and we move to the waiting area. As soon as we enter, Jacob's name is called. He gives me a slight smile and walks with the nurse down the hallway.

"Troye!" Jacob yells as he catches up to me, heading into the dining hall. "Let's have lunch alone, yeah? It can be like a mini date!" He says excitingly and I laugh and nod my head.

Jacob picks up a sandwich and I grab an apple.

We sit down and I have a staring contest with this apple. "Troye, you can do it. Just one bite at a time." He says and I nod my head and take a small bite. "Good job."

"Thanks, I guess. So you never really said if you had any siblings." He looks at me and something changes in his eyes.

"Um... I don't have any siblings." He says and shuts his eyes. "Anymore." I move my hand right next to his. I can practically feel his fingers on mine. "Yeah, she died when I was 14. She was 10. Her name was Angelina."

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking."

"My dad never laid a hand on her. Ever. It was just me. Until one day when my dad was beating me and snapped my arm in half." He rolls up his sleeve and I see a small scar right above his elbow. "I was basically crying in pain and she tried to get him to stop. She kept saying 'daddy, get off of him! You're hurting him!' She tried to get in between the two of us. He was so angry and drunk that he picked up her fragile body and threw her across the room. Her head slammed into the side of the sink." He says while inhaling deeply, wiping off a tear from his eye.

"Her skull cracked open and my dad ran out of the house. I couldn't do anything because he had beaten me so bad so I had to just lay there watching the blood come out of her lifeless body. I eventually got my strength up and called the police. I refused to speak for eight months after it happened. I was in so much shock. My dad said that she slipped and fell, so he didn't get charged. He also hid me from the police so they couldn't see the state I was in. I'm okay now, it was a decade ago. Just, sometimes I picture her body on the floor and it overwhelms me."
I look over my shoulder and make sure none of the guards are looking. I pick his hand up with mine and attach my lips over them.

"I'm so sorry, Jake. That's so hard to go through. We all are a little fucked up in here." A soft laugh escapes my lips and he smiles.

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