Free Falling

Chapter 6 | Technically I'm Not Sitting, I'm Lying Down

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"What if I give my all and its still
not enough..."
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*Trigger Warning* This chapter deals with topics that may be triggering for some readers. Please read at your own risk and if it's too much, don't read. Love y'all!

"Emma."

Where could he be?

"Emma..."

He's been gone for hours. Where is he?!

"Emma!"

"What!" I say, turning to glare at Austin.

"You need to stop pacing. It's not helping." Travis informs me.

"He could be anywhere Travis."

"Okay but this is Jake we're talking about. He probably just went to blow off some steam and turned his phone off."

"He had to know we would be-" I start, but get cut off by the front door opening. Jake comes down the hall, stopping when he sees all of us staring at him.

"What are y'all staring at?"

"Where have you been?!" I ask, throwing my hands up in the air.

"Last time I checked, it wasn't your job to track my every move. Back off." He says back, his voice hard. I can see the anger in his eyes.

"Why? You do it to me." I shoot back. 

"Well, someone has to. You obviously can't do it yourself."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. 

"Last time you were left alone you found that collar that Mason gave you." He says, practically spitting out Mason's name.

"Excuse me? Since when is a necklace a collar?"

"Twins...." Austin says nervously, looking back and forth between us.

Ignoring him, Jake stays focused on me, completely ignoring my question."Not only did you find it, but you proceeded to have a whole breakdown over a guy who literally beat the crap out of you! Wake up Emma!" 

"Wake up from what?!"

"The fact that you're mentally unstable and push everyone who cares about you away!" The second the words come out of his mouth, I physically take a step back and I see regret flash. However, it's gone as quick as it came. 

"Jake, come on let's just--" Dwight starts but Jake cuts him off with a glare.

"I think you've helped enough today Dwight." Jake states lowly, causing Dwight to clench his jaw.

My anger intensifies at Jake's dig at Dwight.

"At least he stayed and didn't disappear for hours." I say, the tone of my voice matching Jake's.

"Because you--"

"I what?" I say, daring him to finish his sentence.

Jake sighs frustratedly, putting a hand up to his head. "Emma, I'm sick and tired of your crap."

"That makes two of us."

Jake and I have a stare down, both of us glaring at one another and daring the other to speak again.

He decides to dare. "You know, I wish you would pay more attention to the fact that just because you're hurting doesn't mean that we don't hurt too. Step out of Emma land long enough to realize that you're not the only one with problems."