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11; just go

erica

me, jack and alyssa pulled into corbyns driveway. I hope he's ok. after everything that went down last year, corbyn would do the same thing. skip school, skip friend hangouts, ignore everyone. I hope he's not acting like this for the same reason. or maybe it's what happened friday. my thoughts got interrupted by someone snapping in my face.

"yo erica" jack shouts out

"sorry, what were you saying?"

"I was saying are you sure you wanna go in there alone? we all know how angry corbyn could get" jack says sounding concerned.

that's another thing. corbyn also has anger issues and has a hard time controlling it. luckily I've helped him control it in the past so I think I'll be ok.

"don't worry about me. you two stay here and I'll be right back." I tell them getting out of the car as alyssa gets out and gets in the passenger seat.

I knock on the door and saskia opens it with her eyes red and puffy. my expression turns from concerned but not showing it to even more concerned and clearly showing it.

I instantly hug saskia. she's like another mother to me, I hate seeing her like this.

"oh hello erica, what brings you here?"

"well I came to check if corbyn was alright. he didn't show up to school and has been ignoring everyone's texts and calls. even his girlfriend doesn't know what's wrong so I figured I'd check in on him"

"ugh that girlfriend of his is so self centred, she wouldn't know if someone was wrong even if he told her. and she wouldn't care." saskia says rolling her eyes.

"we'll I'm not gonna argue with that one"

she laughs and tells me corbyn is in his room and I could go on up, but also to beware. this can't be good.

I knock on corbyns door before I enter letting him know someone's coming in and not wanting to just barge in. I see him sitting on his bed with his back towards the door and his arms resting on his knees.

"mom I told you I don't wanna talk" he says with a stern tone.

"well good thing I'm not your mom" I say as his head shot up, still facing away from the door.

"what are you doing here?" he says with no emotion, not even turning to look at me.

"well I don't know someone didn't show up to school and then when I reached out to him he saw it but didn't respond so I'm just checking in on him"

"didn't feel like it" he says again with no emotion.

"didn't feel like what? not coming to school or not responding?"

"both. is that why you came here? to give me shit for not answering a stupid text" he scoffed.

"no I actually just told you I came here to check in on you and talk to you without the attitude" I can tell that set him off cause I he slammed his hand on his bed in anger and stood up, still facing away from me.

"without that too. and coach barker wanted me to make sure you're there for the game tomorrow night and the morning practice"

"yea whatever, I'll be there" he paused. "you can go now" he says picking up his guitar and strumming a few chords. he was always good at that, singing too. he used to sing me to sleep sometimes because of how calming his voice is. I want to talk to that corbyn, not this angry dismissive one.

"no, not until you tell me what's wrong"

"what's wrong is that my supposed best friend won't fucking leave me alone when I ask her too. that's what's wrong"

"what is your problem. what did I do to you for you to be such an ass"

"you did nothing! but you're only making it worse by standing here, pestering me about something I don't want to talk about, now leave please"

"look me in the eyes and tell me to leave then instead of not facing me like a coward" I yelled at him.

he threw his guitar and walked over to me finally facing me. except I noticed he had a black eye.

"I want you to leave" he said looking me dead in the eyes and his nostrils flared, indicating that he was beyond pissed.

"what happened to your-"

"just go!" he says interrupting me, yelling in my face. I turn around to leave but stop to say something.

"you know what, I came here to make sure you were ok cause you worried me. worried all of us and next time I won't come here and try to cheer you up now that I know you're an ungrateful asshole" I yell at him seeing his angered expression soften as I finished. with that I turned around and walked away.

I instantly regretted it knowing he probably didn't want to talk about whatever was bothering him but I kept walking with tears coming down my face.

I had a feeling I knew what happened but I didn't ask in case I reopened an issue that wasn't even the problem.

I walk to the car and slam the door.

"what happened" alyssa immediately asked me.

"let's just go home" I tell them dismissing any questions they might've had. they look at each other concerned before jack starts the car and drives away. I should've just left it alone.

corbyn

I watch as jacks car pulls out of the driveway and drives off. I fucked up. I shouldn't have yelled at her. if anything she was the one person that could've helped me feel better about the situation and now I've pushed her away and made her cry in the process.

I turn around and look at my guitar that was now broken. the other thing that helped me during this situation. music was an escape from the reality I was put in, and now I've hurt that too.

for some reason looking at that guitar made tears flow out of me, causing me to breakdown and fall to my knees. I'm guessing my mom heard me as she rushed in my room shortly after.

she hugged me tight as I sobbed in her arms. why did he have to come back. my mom doesn't deserve that. ashley and jordan don't deserve that. I don't deserve that.

I break the hug and stare at my mom as she asked me what happened.

"I have a shitty father who likes to come back into my life and ruin things" is all I said to her as she hugged me again as we both cry.

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authors note

ohhh damn shit hit the fan.

and corbyn🥺

pls I can't imagine him having a breakdown, it would literally shatter my heart into pieces.

also I don't want y'all being mad at erica cause I love her and she loves him so much and she's not in the wrong✋