I woke up and checked my phone. 11:23. I put it back and rolled back into bed.
"Mmmm..." I groaned.
There was a knock on the door and I got up. I opened the door and the boys were there. They all said 'hey' and out popped Isabella from behind them. They all hugged me soooo tight and some of the boys were even crying, causing me to cry. Last to hug me was Zach, though. He stared at me for awhile and then jumped into my arms, a tear running down his cheek.
"I love you so much. Don't you ever leave me like that again," He said, still hugging me.
"I'm so sorry," I said, "But it wasn't my choice."
"The least you could do is tell us what happened," Daniel said.
"I-I can't," I managed to sputter out.
"WHAT!? You decide to leave us and we were looking and calling and texting for hours, worrying about you. AND NOW YOU DON'T WANT TO TELL US WHAT HAPPENED?!" Zach shouted. The boys tried to calm him.
"Zach, Zach! Calm down! There is nothing to get mad about!" Jonah said, grabbing him. Zach broke free from his grip and raised his hand. I fell to the floor and got ready to shield myself from the hit.
"No Zach! Please!" Jack said and all the boys and Isabella ran to hold him back. But it was too late. He had already struck me.
I gasped and sat up on the bed, realizing it was all a dream. I was frantically breathing and I realized I was crying.
How I wish I had one of the boys to comfort me. Or Zach....His soft grip could comfort me for hours and I wouldn't mind.....
The boys raced in my mind, but then I stopped myself.
What if I can't tell them and Zach hits me like he did in my dream? Zach wouldn't do that...would he? No...It's Zach. But it's also in human nature.....Ohh..Why does this have to be so difficult?!
I growled in frustration and got up. Now I have to see them tomorrow, but right now, I need to eat. I'm starving! It was currently 11:54. That meant I had slept for about 30 minutes. Oh well. I have nothing to do anyway. I got ready and hopped in the car, driving to Denny's.
~~~~~~~~~The Next Day~~~~~~~~~
I woke up and got ready for the day. I wore a crop top hoodie and a pair of black leggings. I called Isabella to ask if I could come over since the house wasn't technically my house anymore.
Isabella: Hello? Brooks?
Brooklyn: Hey! Umm....Question.
Brooklyn: Can I come over? I'm ready now.
Isabella: Of course!
Brooklyn: Ok. I'll be there in about 15 minutes
Isabella: Oh I'm SO HAPPY! See ya! And I won't tell the boys! It'll be a surprise!
Brooklyn: Great! And Isabella?
Brooklyn: Thank you.
Isabella: For what?
Brooklyn: For being a great friend, not telling the boys, understanding, and more.
Isabella: Thank you for being strong, girl. You deserve to be with the boys.
Brooklyn: I love you. Bye!
Isabella: Love ya too! See ya!
I ended the call with a smile on my face and headed out the door and into an Uber. I was ready to tell the boys.
I got to their house and headed to the door. Before I knocked, I took a deep breath in and a deep breath out. I knocked then waited. I heard slow footsteps heading to the door and then someone opened the door. It was.......