Jack's point of view
"He's upset," I whispered gently, staring at my feet as I sat across from everyone in the kitchen. I knew that they'd be pissed at me, but it's what I felt was right for me to do.
"Jack, please," Wyatt looked at me knowingly; everyone knows I'm too soft and forgiving, even when forgiveness isn't deserved.
I contemplated not forgiving Finn for a moment, my confidence faltering as I watched the faces of my friends fall as they knew I'd let myself be stepped all over once again.
They're looking out for you, Jack.
They're treating you like a fucking baby, Jack.
"You always do this," Jeremy reminded gently, sighing. "You need to stick up for yourself."
"He's upset," I spoke louder. "He explained the whole thing to me. He was crying for ten minutes straight and do you fucking think that I've ever seen him cry like that? No. And I've known him for ten years."
Jaeden scoffed, crossing his arms. I cut him, or any of them, off before they could argue with me instead of letting me express my feelings.
"I know it's been only a few hours since I found out, but do any of you really think I can live without Finn? He's my best friend, no offense to any of you, but I can't lose him. And I'm telling you this because I don't want any of you to be mad at me either."
Sophia shook her head, sighing loudly and frustratedly. "We love you Jack! You know that! But are you really sure about this? Did you think it through enough?"
I chewed on my lip, nodding vigorously.
I know what you're thinking.
It was wrong to forgive him so fast, to let him wrap himself around my heart like duct tape.
He's a dick, he cheated and he shouldn't be forgiven, but seriously, he said he loved me and he had no attraction to Noah.
I don't know why I couldn't resist him.
I mean, I had known him for basically my whole life. Literally, two thirds of my life has been dedicated to Finn Wolfhard. I knew that deep down he regretted everything bad he'd ever done and every mistake he made tore him apart because that was the type of boy he was. He was soft all the time, and I knew that if I had done the same he would have forgiven me in a heartbeat.
"I'm sure."
"Well, if you're gonna be happy then we'll support you, bro," Chosen sighed, the first to accept defeat or whatever you wanted to call it.
Jaeden nodded slowly, giving me a convincing smile. "I had a gut feeling that he was, um, okay..."
Wyatt scoffed, hitting Jaeden in the shoulder lightly. "Gut feeling my ass," he looked at me. "But if you want to continue being his boyfriend, we can't stop you. I'm just gonna be that supportive dad."
Sophia looked like she wanted to bang her head against the table. Honestly, I was a few seconds away from doing that myself. "You guys are fucking wild. Stay with him, I'll be your supportive sister, but if he ever dares to even look at that slimeball Noah ever again we're gonna have a few words."
"Words." Okay, Sophia.
I nodded, deciding that hesitation was better than nothing. "I'll beat him up next time, if there is a next time, I swear. Now, you guys can go home if you want. My house became real depressing real fast."
They nodded, each engulfing me in a smothering hug with hard pats on the back, almost like a warning.
"You better not fuck him while we're gone," Wyatt advised, earning a slamming door to the face. I locked it fast.
