I Think I'm In Love Again : Sequel to (Jean Jacket) 14+

Chapter 27. Nostalgia

Johnny handed Harlow to Twobit and he stood beside me taking me out of Steve's arms. " you can't just let him leave."

I thought about it for sometime. When Johnny held me in front of him I felt something in his eyes that made me do what I had to. I blinked a couple of times and pushed Johnny's arms down.

I turned around from Johnny and opened the door. Steve tried to grab my arm so I don't open the door. " Brodi don't.."

I opened the door and saw Soda down the street. He was walking but as soon as I stepped out the door he fell. I knew he wasn't hurt, but he was so scared from shock.

I run down the street to Soda. Johnny follows behind me. "Soda wait, here take my hand" I approach Soda and reach out my hand. Even though there was blood on his hands I let him touch mine. I felt the blood slip through our grip.

I helped him up and then let go of his hand. Blood was all over my hand. I kind of cared, because he killed someone. But Johnny was right. I needed to help him. It may not have been his fault..

I lead Soda to the side of the street. I let him sit down on the sidewalk curb. Johnny followed and sat next to me on the curb with Soda. Soda started crying while looking at his hands.

He was panicking way too much. Johnny just sat there stunned and stared at the cold concrete. " Soda tell me what happened, who did you kill?" As i said that his body got tense. "I didn't mean too. I didn't mean to!"  His body was shaking and I saw his tears fall from his face hitting the floor.

I wasn't sure how to deal with something like this. I never had to before. "Who was it?" He trembled but managed to say something else. "A Soc"

I replied to him right after. " a Soc?" He quickly nodded his head as i saw tears fill up in his eyes. I took a deep sigh and looked at Johnny.

I noticed something off though. " hey Soda why is there dry blood on your arm and shirt. But the ones on your hands and face look new?"

Soda looked at me but talked. "Before I came to your house I went to his body again. Just to see it. But I really didn't mean to." I looked back at Johnny then back at Soda interlocking my fingers. " its a he? Okay. Uhmm..where did you kill him?"

Soda stared at me nervously " his house. I killed him at his house." I wanted to start and cry but I tried to stay strong, and tried to understand.

"Soda when did you kill him?" I could tell Soda got more comfortable but more paranoid. "I killed him 2 days ago in the morning. I didn't know why, I know why but I didnt know where to go and i-" I interrupt soda and say.

"Soda, its okay. So no one found the body yet?" Soda nods his head and i nod my head as well.  I then wiped the blood off that was still on my hands on the grass near me.

Johnny and I decided to bring Soda to my house. As i entered my house Steve looked very disappointed, and Two looked worried. I quickly put Soda into my restroom. I then ran up stairs and tried to find some old clothes Soda had in my house. I found a shirt and some jeans.

I tried to find a sweater but I couldn't find one. As i was about to give up and go down the stairs I saw a jean jacket to the left of the top of the staircase.

I slowly walked to it and picked it up. I then said under my breath. " Its...Soda's Jean jacket..." i picked it up, but i wanted to cry. I slowly but then quickly went down the stairs.

When i handed the clothes to Soda i hoped he wouldn't notice the jacket. I handed him the clothes, but the first thing he noticed was the jacket.

Soda looked at me like he was worried, or even like he was sorry. I tried not to make eye contact but it was hard not to.

It looked like he wanted to say something. But he just nodded his head and closed the door in front of me. Everything from that night just circled my head. I wish I never had that jacket...