Jack's pov
I was practically yanking zach home. To pour over his diary entries was my ambition. When we got home, i reminded him of our excuse,
"I walk in with you, and I say hi. You then say, sorry write, hi as well. You then s- write that you got lost trying to find a shop, and I found you. Clear?" I asked.
Clear he wrote.
"Cool." I held out my hand, but he ignored it. I felt embarrassed, holding my hand out to nothing, then I stepped inside. The warm air enveloped us. He took his shoes off and walked upstairs.
"Zach! Wait!" I called. He turned around and smiled.
Then he carried on walking till we reached his room. I saw his diary peeking from under his pillow.
Here you are.
He handed over his life to me. I opened the first page. It was dated a week ago, on the day his parents died.
Dear diary,
Lost.
Lonely.
Forgotten.
I don't speak anymore. Ryan got mad at me for making Reese cry, because I didn't answer when she asked about orphanage. No one likes me. Tomorrow we are being transferred to the orphanage. I am nervous. I hope someone nice picks me.
I was in the kitchen then I saw the knife. It was sharp. I walked over to it, and buried the blade into my skin. It felt so good, though it's probably going to leave a scar.
Zach
I looked at him and he pointed to a long cut along his arm. It looked deep. Dangerously deep.
"Zach, you can't keep on doing this!" I said frustrated. He ignored me and turned the page. I saw the diary entry I had read at the orphanage.
Dear diary,
Hearing my parents hospital machine stop was horrible. I Punched the fake nurse in the face, and ran out of the room. I didn't stop running till I reached a nearby park. My cuts ached, my brain hurt.
It was 10pm, when I cut myself. A deep cut in my left leg. It will probably leave a scar, like the other 7.
I've gone mute, and I can't to speak. Not even to the remaining of my family. I feel so broken. The car crash haunts me. And it will never stop.
Zach.
Every word made me sink lower and lower. He then showed me a still bleeding cut in his left leg. The one I saw through his jeans.
It felt like the right thing to do. He wrote.
"I like you zach." I said, wiping a tear from my eye.
As a brother, though? He wrote. I gulped.
I didn't mean that way.
"yes, as a brother." I said. He cuddled me, making me sigh.
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𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐄, Jachary
RomanceSmash. the car jolts to a stop. I see blood I hear the machine stop. now I can't hear my own voice. I'm mute. When zach's parents die in a car crash, zach goes mute. But when a family adopts him, with a cute son named jack, jack will do anything...