Chapter 4: Dinnertime

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Becca's POV

I heard a knock on the door. I quickly wiped my tears
away.

"Come in," I said. I didn't turn around. I'm an ugly crier.

"Hey," Jack said, "I was plannin' on orderin' a pizza. Do ya like anythin' on yers?"

"Sausage and pineapple," I replied quickly. "Please."

"Sure thing." Jack left, probably to order the pizza.

I stood up and looked for a place to wipe away my tears. I rarely cried as it is, and I hated when people saw me doing it. Luckily, there was a bathroom branching off of my room, without any need of going into the hallway.

"Pizza's here!" Jack shouted about half an hour later.

"Coming!" I shouted back. I took one last look in the mirror. I still had puffy eyes and tears marks going down my face, but it was better than it was before. Maybe he wouldn't notice. I walked down the hallway and into a small living room. Jack had the pizza, two plates, and two cups filled with what looked like Coke sitting on the table. As soon as Jack saw me he went from cheerful to concerned.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked. I should have known he would notice.

"I did," Ob commented.

"I'm fine," I said while mentally glaring at Ob.

Becca: I know you were trying to help back then, so I'm sorry for glaring at you, Ob.

Ob: It's fine. I'm not too worried about it.

"No, yer not," Jack said. He came over and gave me a hug. It felt... different from when people normally hug me. It was warm, and comforting. I felt that as long as I was in his embrace everything was okay. I haven't had a hug like that since... since... I met my ex-boyfriend Will. I hugged him back and went into another stage of crying.

"Hey, shh, shh," Jack whispered. "It's okay. It's goin' ta be fine."

"How do you know?" I asked. "How can you be sure that things won't get worse?"

"Because I promise that as long as I live, I will make sure ya never hafta go through what yer goin' through again. Or anythin' worse."

I never thought l'd hug someone I just must met twice in one day.

"Thanks, Jack," I said, feeling the tears slowly stopping.

"No need ta thank me," Jack replied. "Come on. Yer probably hungry after the trip over here."

"You kidding? After nothing to eat but airline food? I'm starving," I joked. Jack and I laughed. We sat down and ate. He explained that I would start school next Monday. We joked and talked about random stuff. For the first time in two days, I felt like maybe things wouldn't be so bad.

Author: And another chapter is in!

Becca: And don't forget to absolutely mash that star!

Ob: And while you're at it, recommend this story to as many of your friends as you can.

Author: The song up top is "Red Hands" by Mendum feat. omri.

Lyrics:

(If I'm just a mistake)
If I'm just a mistake
Why do you come back to me
Every step that you take echos through me
You, don't let me go
Ohh you, don't let me go

Don't let me go
Don't let me

You got too close and you ran away
You close your eyes but there's so much to say
I see your red hands take away
But I won't leave as long as I'm still breathing

It's the heart that you break you can't mend, back (oh)
So you give just to take
Why can't you slow down
You slow down
You slow down

Don't let me go
Don't let me
Don't let me go
Don't let me

You got too close and you ran away
You close your eyes but there's so much to say
I see your red hands take away
But I won't leave as long as I'm still breathing

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