Fuckboyish

THIRTY

I woke up in Daniel's oversized hoodie, in Daniel's bed. Weren't we supposed to sleep at Zac's? And how did I end up here anyway?

The door swings open, revealing Daniel with only his sweatpants on, and staring at me through his wet hair.

"Goodmorning" he smiles while walking up to me.

"How did we end up here?" I whisper, with pain in my throat.

"What?" Daniel asks, probably not being able to hear me.

"How did we end up here?" I ask him again, trying to speak louder but I sounded the same.

"I don't really remember. Come on, hop into the shower you look bad" Daniel chuckles while dragging me out of bed.

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"This is just what I needed" I smile while taking a huge bite of my pancakes.

"You got something, uh" Daniel says while pointing towards his chin. I furrow my eyebrows while moving my fingers towards my chin and wipe the chocolate sauce off.

"Sorry" I smile.

"So you never really talked about the party" Daniel begins.

"What party?" I ask him in confusion.

"The one where Jake treated you like shit" he says. I stopped eating and looked around.

"No shit" I rolled my eyes.

"Because he played me" I tell him.

"Are you hurt?" He asks me while staring deep into my eyes. I did not respond to that.

"It's okay to talk about it, you know?" He sighs.

"We almost had this exact conversation a couple days ago. I don't really get why you have to bring this subject up again" I tell him annoyed.

"Because, you don't tell me anything. I want you to feel comfortable to talk about it" he says.

"That's good for you. I don't. And just so you know, I'll never get comfortable talking about how I allowed to get played by a stupid fuckboy" I explain.

"Jayde, I really like you" He hopelessly sighed. Without actually hearing his words, I decided to talk.

"That being said, I'm probably never going to trust a guy ever again, and that fucking sucks. What even are you to me?" I ask him, causing him to awkwardly look around.

"I don't even know why I'm sitting here" I shake my head while grabbing my jacket.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa" Daniel quickly says while standing up and sitting next to me to block my way out.

"Let me make everything right" he says while staring at me in my eyes.

"I'm tired of feeling this way" I sigh.

"Come on" he says while grabbing my hand and we walk towards his car. He forced me to hop in, as he did the same. He starts the car and drove off.

I think about how mean I was being towards Daniel, while he was trying to be nice to me. I then remember him telling me that he likes me. And I completely ignored that.

"Look, I am truly sorry for acting that horrible towards you. I have no idea where these mood changes come from" I admit.

"It's fine. I get it" Daniel smiles at me.

"You do?" I ask in confusion.

"Of course" he nods as he put his hand on my thigh.

"I also want to let you know that I like y-" my sentence got cut off by Daniel's phone ringing. He picked up and put it on speaker.

"Hi Mike!" I enthusiastically yell at the phone.

"Bro you have to get down here as soon as possible" Mike panics.

"What's wrong?" Daniel asks in shock.

"I can't talk. Jake is losing his mind, he literally killed someone. I'm sending you the address" he quickly says while hanging up.

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Daniel pulls over and we get out of the car. We ran our way over towards Mike and Jake, Jake being covered in blood.

"What the fuck is going on?" Daniel asks the boys while staring at the body on the ground.

"Is this Luke?" I ask in shock. Jake looks up at me while sobbing.

"You did not" I sigh while tears started building up.

"Dude, what the fuck?! Why would you murder someone, what the fuck is wrong with you?!" Daniel starts yelling at Jake, who cried even harder.

"Daniel, shut the fuck up!" I yell at him.

"Shut the fuck up" I repeat myself angrily while looking at Jake. I walk up to him and kneel down.

I grab his face into my hands and we stare at each other.

"Jake, I need you to calm down" I calmly say.

"This is unbelievable" Daniel sighs.

"What happened?" I ask Jake. He shakes his head while standing up from the ground. He walks away as he starts crying again.

"Have you been yelling at him too?!" I yell at Mike.

"Dude, he just killed this motherfucker. Why the fuck does that matter?" Daniel angrily asks me.

"Can you shut the fuck up unless I ask you shit?" I angrily defend myself as I turn around to face Mike again.

"It wasn't Jake's fault though" Mike explains while emotionlessly staring at Luke's body.

"How?" I ask in disbelief.

"Jake and I were on our way to Zac. Suddenly this guy comes up, and literally stabbed Jake in his back a couple times, he then tried stabbing me but we already had him on the ground. He said some sick shit and that's when Jake lost it. He's been sobbing like this for about forty minutes now" Mike sighs.

"He got stabbed?" I ask Mike.

"Yeah, like four times or something"

"Okay but what 'sick shit' did he say?" Daniel asks Mike.

"That doesn't matter" Mike answers Daniel while looking at me.

"It does matter because I want to know" Daniel crosses his arms.

"Let's just say that Jayde should be happy the guy is dead now" Mike sighs.

"What did he say?" I ask Mike out of curiosity. Mike let's out a sigh while looking around.

"Stuff like he'd cut you in pieces and shit. And while Jake was literally killing him I heard Luke say that he was enjoying it. He was just smiling and laughing, it was so fucking psycho" Mike explains.

"Where the fuck were you when he got stabbed though? Did you even help him?" Daniel annoyingly asks Mike. I stare at Jake. He bent over and started gagging as he threw up. I quickly walked up to him to calm him down.

"I'm s-so s-sorry I d-didn-"

"Stop talking, I'm not mad at you" I say as I pull him into a hug.

"I-I'm a-all b-bloody" he sobs.

"I don't care" I whisper while hugging him tighter.

"I fucked up so b-bad" he whispers while he hugged me back, and started crying again.

"You were defending yourself. You didn't do-"

"N-no. I f-fucked up w-with you. I f-fucked up by h-hanging out with m-my ex. I fucked u-up by killing s-someone" he sobbed. I pulled back and stared at him. I wiped his tears away and cupped in face in my hands.

"Life sometimes does that to people. You haven't lost me. You know I'm still there for you" I remind him.

"Shut u-up I just f-fucking killed s-someone Jayde" he sobs.

"How will y-you ever want to h-hang out with me knowing t-that I killed s-someone" he shook his head.

"Jake. Stop worrying about me. I know what I'm saying"