𝘖𝘩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘴𝘦.

Them Changes.

"Jonah, what the FUCK is this?!"

Adam held Jonah's diary in his hand, gripping it like he was gonna lose it.

"A-Adam, I can explain I swear just don't do anything-"

"NO! You said that we wouldn't hide shit from each other anymore! You KNOW what happened when I hid Marks first disappearance from you!"

"Adam, please. I hid this away from you for a good reason- I didn't want you to panic—"

"And now your hiding something like this?! What the fuck was going through your goddamn head!? Are you insane?!-"

"I knew you'd have a reaction like this, that's why I wasn't ready to tell you."

"If anything you should've told me earlier! Maybe I would be a little more calmer about this but it's been WEEKS and you've just been hiding this from me?!"

Adam stepped forward and Jonah stepped back.

The blonde threw the book so he could use his free hand.

"And what? You just wanted to keep this a secret forever?"

"NO! I- Was planning to tell you..Soon.."

"Soon? Soon?! Are you fucking stupid, Jonah!? You should've told me earlier!"

"I didn't know how you'd take it!"

"FUCKIN- Jonah I don't even know what your saying right now! You promised that we wouldn't hide SHIT from each other anymore and here you are, hiding something like this."

Adam brushed past Jonah, storming out.

"WE'RE LOOKING FOR MARK TOMORROW."

Jonah winced, pinching himself.

"Fuck, dude.."

He grabbed the bags and sat on his bed, holding his head in his hands.

He wanted to cry so bad.

Thatcher hadn't looked at his phone yet..After all he had much more important work to do. Plus, helping Dave with his grief and paying for hospital bills and a prosthetic arm.

He finally picked it up and looked at his messages..

..He recoiled and dropped his phone on the floor.

"Huh? Thatch, what's up?" Dave asked, worried and curious.

"I-I— Uh..Shit-"

"..Thatcher? You good?"

He picked up his phone.

"I'm fine..Just- something came up."

"Wow, seems like it must've been important, huh?"

Dave chuckled and Thatcher forced out a giggle.

"You leaving?" Dave asked, drinking his tea.

"Yeah..I-I'll be back, alright?"

"..Man, it's so boring being here by myself, y'know?"

"Yeah- I know, but I'll just be..Right back, okay?"

"Alright, take your time, I'm probably gonna take a nap."

"Alright..I- Will see you tomorrow."

"Cya, Davis!"

Thatcher hurriedly walked out the door, rushing to get to his car and look at his phone again.

He pressed play on the video.

..The screams were so bloodcurdling..