𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 (𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜)

Chapter 7: Every Little Thing

{shit man, that took forever. School is really taking a toll on my mental energy lately.. sorry if the chapters are super spaced out in publishing date or just shitty in quality lmao. im trying}

I wasn't sure what exactly i should do about school. I needed to go, but all my stuff was with Dave. He needed to cool off. Or maybe he was being serious about never seeing me again, and that scared me. I decided to just go, and tell the teacher i'd lost it. All of it...

"Your telling me you lost all your school supplies?" my english teacher raised an eyebrow. I nodded.

"I'm sorry... i had it all done, i just. Its gone" he sighed

"I'll give you the credit... but just because your my favorite" he said softly and pushed my hair behind my ear. I looked down. The bell rang and students flooded in. he started the lesson and i sighed. It was like that for the next two weeks. I was alone again. I felt empty. I wanted badly to run into him at the store, but i couldn't make myself leave the apartment. It had been so long since dave wasn't a part of my life. I wanted him back. Every day i would wait for a while on the front lawn of the school, just in case... but he was never there. He was really gone.

The last bell rang and i shuffled out of the classroom. Jerry was waiting at my locker. I sighed and opened it, putting some things in it. I felt detached from the world in such a way i could be so rude and insensitive i didn't even feel it. I'd never been like that anymore.

"Jackie, are you okay?" he asked, worried "you've been way off lately" he said rubbing the back of his neck. I closed the locker door and stared at him. I thought about it.

"I'm dying" i said and shrugged slightly. He raised an eyebrow

"What do you mean your-" he said but i cut him off

"Stop" i said and walked off. I wasn't going to wait for him today. I was done.

I was halfway home- not really home. Nowhere was home anymore -when he stopped me. Grabbing my hand, he turned me to face him. I melted. He looked like shit. He had sunglasses on, which i would only assume meant he was nursing a pretty bad hangover. He just looked... tired. Hurt. I couldn't bring myself to say anything, so he did for me

"I'm sorry" he croaked "im sorry" he repeated softly. I wasn't sure who was even to blame here. Was it my fault he was mad? Yes but he was the one that kicked me out. So should i be mad? I didn't know. But i wasn't.

"Why are you sorry" i said and turned around, keeping walking. He walked with me.

"I shouldn't have been so harsh" he said "it wasn't my place to judge... just i was mad. I felt betrayed, you know?" i nodded slightly

"I know" i mumbled. Then there was silence. For a long time. I got to the apartment and opened the door.

"Come back" he whispered, before i walked in, his eyes pleading "please i need you. I'm going crazy" I believed him. I knew how he felt. He needed me just as much as I needed him. I nodded and he hugged me tightly

"I missed you so bad" he said, holding me as close to him as possible. He smelled like vodka

"I missed you too" i whispered "hows reaper" i asked and pulled away smiling warmly. He grinned

"He's alright, but he misses his mom" he said and kissed me quickly. I guess i needed to tell James what i was doing

"Wait here" i said. He frowned when he realized where we were. I guess he was so set on getting me back he hadn't realized where we were walking. I crept into james's room and he wasn't there, but kirk was. He seemed to be the only one home. He smiled brightly at me when i walked in