Don't Give Up On Me

Chapter 12

 Friday comes, and the district talent show gets postponed until further notice nobody explains why, but everyone knows. Since Thea tried to kill herself two days ago, everybody has been leaving her messages on her social media accounts. Some messages are hopeful, and others are straight up dirt. This kid named Shawn doesn't even go to Edenbury, but he still tweeted to Thea that he hopes she dies after what she said to Laine. I understand why they hate her, but to wish death upon someone for a comment they made when they were at their lowest point is inhumane. Luckily, I know Thea's passwords, so I delete the bad comments and disable her accounts. If Thea wakes up, the last thing she needs to read are these harsh comments being made about her. I hope she wakes up soon though because I need to tell her I love her too, and I need to confess that I was the one who changed her and made her friendless. I stay in my room for the whole morning playing the keyboard and writing songs. Mom and dad have been on me since Wednesday's incident they've been trying to console me, and it's not something I'm interested in listening to right now. I don't think I'll be going out much until Thea wakes up. Mom knocks on my door at lunchtime and asks me if I'm hungry I say no and I decide to go for a run. Running and swimming seem to be the only things that clear my head these days. Laine still hasn't come home, and I don't know when he will. Chelsea texted me during my run and said she has been with Tatyana since she left my house yesterday. This makes me a little relieved. Tatyana was so mad at me at the hospital, and she needs someone to be with her because holding in her feelings is not a good thing. I don't know if she will ever talk to me again, and that scares me because it seems as if before this week she was warming up to me. We were supposed to all be friends next year. Show Tatyana around the school and make memories we would never forget. How could I mess this up so badly? I should have shut it down when I felt bad for the first fight between Thea and Laine. After my run, I go upstairs and take a shower I stay in there for a long time hoping the sound of the water running drowns out the sound of me crying. Dad knocks on the door after half an hour and asks if I'm alright.

"Yeah dad, I'll be out soon."

"Okay, when you're done come talk to me." The last thing I want to do right now is talk to my dad. I'm sure mom filled him in on everything I did to Thea and he's probably going to tell me how what I did was wrong and that I owe Thea's family an apology. This I already know and I'm already kicking myself in the head about it. I just want to go back in my bed and stay there until all of this becomes unreal. I turn the shower off, dry myself, and then get dressed when I walk out dad is sitting in the loft playing video games. I leave my dirty clothes in the bathroom and walk over to him.

"It's been quiet in here since Laine has been gone."

"Yeah well, I'm not really in the mood to be shooting at enemies right now."

"Jordan, you can't stay in your room for the rest of your life." Well, it was worth a try.

"I know dad, but it's all I can do right now Thea is in a coma, Tatyana and Laine hate me.

"Then make them not hate you apologize to them. Do whatever it takes, but you cannot stay in your room any longer."

"I already apologized and Tatyana said 'I'm sorry isn't going to wake Thea up.' Laine is so mad he doesn't even want to be in the same house."

"Figure something out Jordan, but I am not going to come home to a wife who keeps making food nobody is eating. The refrigerator is full we have enough food in there to feed us for the next century."

"Dad, do you have to joke right now?"

"Yes because at the end of the day life goes on and people need to keep going regardless of what is happening."

"It's insensitive."

"It's life Jordan, you can either sit here and mope for the rest of your life, or you can get up and start owning your mistakes and move on." I consider the sitting around and mope for the rest of my life statement.