rumours // jack maynard

twelve

Figure I'd make it up to you guys and do two chapters this weekend for you. Hope you love it xx

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"Something happened with Josh while we were staying with your family" I start making Jack give me his full attention. 

"What do you mean?" He asks with worry in his voice. "Did he try something?" 

"No he didn't try anything. Um here just watch this" I say handing him my phone. He presses play on the video and we still in silence while he listens. I watch Jack the whole time as his expression changes from worry to something I've hadn't seen before. "Jack?" I ask once the video finishes. He doesn't say anything and I place my hand on his leg making him flinch. 

"He fucking killed her. It was his damn fault. He's the reason everyone hates me and why Joe isn't my friend anymore" Jack states staring at my phone. 

"I didn't show you this once I found out because you were spending time with your family and this would just ruin it" I say making him look up at me. 

"How long have you known?" He asks with no emotion. 

"About three days" I whisper looking down. 

"You've known for three days and are just now telling me. What the fuck were you thinking? This is something more important than me spending time with my family! I lost my best friend over her death! Everyone hates me because she died while I was driving that fucking car! I've lost sleep over this and you keep that video from me!" Jack yells throwing my phone back at me. 

"J-Jack I -" I start getting interrupted. 

"Leave." Getting up from the couch I walk towards the door throwing my coat back on. Opening the door I walk back out into the cold. Feeling a tear slip down my face I quickly wipe it away and begin walking back home. Once inside my house I slide down against the wall and let the tears fall. 

"I'm sorry Jack" I choke out thinking he could somehow hear me. After a while of crying I pull out my phone and call the only person I know who can help me. It rings a few times before he picks up. 

Me - Conor?

Conor - You sound like you're crying, what's up?

Me - I um Jack he 

I break down again not able to get the full sentence out. Conor's sits there waiting for me to calm down before asking me to speak again. 

Me - Jack freaked out on m-me 

Conor - What do you mean? What did you do?

Me - It's a long story 

Conor - I have time, love

I go on telling him the whole story having a few more tears slide down my face while telling it. The whole time Conor sits there letting me spill everything out before he speaks again. 

Conor - Give him time. He will realize you did it for him. You kept it from him so he could be happy for a couple days. Don't tell yourself it's your fault 

Me - Why can't I stop crying? 

Conor - You care about him 

Me - Thank you Conor. For everything

Conor - Your welcome Kasey. Now you get some sleep

Me - Sorry for bothering you

Conor - No worries, love 

Me - Bye Conor

Conor - Bye Kasey

He hangs up the phone and I decide to get up and walk upstairs to my bedroom. Remembering what Conor said I change into pyjamas and climb into bed. Tossing and turning I find myself not being able to sleep. This has been going on for about an hour and I've had no luck. Getting out of bed I throw on a sweater and walk outside sitting down on my balcony. My phone goes off and I look down at it seeing it's a number that's not in my contacts. Deciding on answering it I hold it up to my ear. 

Me - Who's this?

Unknown - Kasey?

Me - Yes, who's this?

Unknown - Don't hang up. It's your mother

I freeze not saying a word letting it all process through my mind. Hearing her begin to speak it pulls me back into reality. 

Mom - Honey, I don't expect you to believe me, but I have quit everything. Ever since you left I told myself you were right and I checked back into rehab

Me - Why do I care? 

Mom - I just needed to tell you. I miss you Kasey. I miss my baby girl 

Me - I'm not your baby anymore. You fucked my life up

Mom - I k-know and I'm sorry 

Me - Sorry won't cut it. Bye

Before she could respond I hang up the phone and block her number so she couldn't call me again. Going back inside I pull my sweater from my body and climb back into bed. Staring up at the ceiling I think about how my couple of months living here has turned into me wanting to go back home. How leaving this all behind sounds amazing right about now. "I can't" I say to myself knowing if I leave that means leaving Joe, Caspar, Conor, Anna and Jack. As that thought runs through my mind I find myself getting sleepier with every passing minute until my eyes shut completely.