Chessa - Why does it have to be like this

I'm here...

Jake:

Anthony, Tristan and I had got our bags packed and we made our way to the airport. The whole way I was shaky. I didn't know what was going to happen or if Chance would tell me what's going on. I just hoped he hadn't done anything stupid.

"Are you alright?" asked Anthony, looking at me concerned.

'Yeah. Just nervous" I replied.

"It's alright. At least we know where he is" comforted Tristan.

I nodded, and our Uber finally arrived at the airport. We got in the plane, and I sat there thinking about Chance. What made him do this? No one had done anything, so it might've been family problems or something. 

4 hours had passed, and the plane finally landed in Ohio. I texted Ryan to say that we were here, and I would be there in about 20 minutes.

We got in another Uber and made our way to Ryan's house.

Ryan:

Jake said he would be here in 20 minutes. I still hadn't told Chance that they were coming, and I wasn't going to. I didn't know how he would react.

I was worried about Chance. He's been in his room since I got here, and whenever I walk past I hear crying or sniffling.

I decided to go talk to him, and the door was slightly open, so I looked inside and he was sitting on his bed talking to himself.

"He's such a f*cking d*ckhead" he muttered as he threw his head back in frustration.

I took a step back from the door. Who was he talking about?

"Why would they do that. I thought she loved me. I thought he was my best friend" he cried to himself.

Sh*t. Was he talking about Jake? I seriously hope not. 

I heard a knock on the door, so  went downstairs to get it.

"Jake! Anthony!" I said happily once I opened the door.

"Bro hey" they replied.

"I'm Tristan" said the other guy that was there.

"Hey. i'm Ryan" I introduced.

"So... where's Chance?" asked Jake.

"He's upstairs. He doesn't know your coming" I worried.

Before I finished, Jake raced upstairs, leaving the rest of us standing in shock. We followed him up.

Jake:

I opened the door to Chance's room. I knew it was his because it was the only one he used whenever we stayed at Ryan's.

I saw Chance, sitting on his bed with his head in his hands. He was crying and shaking. I had never seen him like this before. I must've accidentally made a noise, because he looked up.

At first he looked suprised, then angry.

"WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING HERE" he yelled.