Chapter 7 (Zach)

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All of jacks wild fantasies, nightmares, everything that kept him up in the early hours of the morning and through the long nights after which, he would arrive at school looking like he hasn't slept all month. Was right there, in that book that I now knew existed. I was suddenly tempted to grab it again.... I snuck over once again to the bookshelf, gingerly pulling out the book from its place and opened it up, and found where I had read up to halfway through August. I read some more, flicking through was was not working much a book but more than a years worth of jacks thought and feelings. I felt so guilty...but the amount curiousity I had took over. A few pages into November, about 2 days ago, scrawled on the crisp lined notebook paper in jacks spidery handwriting:

Pros and cons of dating zach

Pros.

・I like him

・he's cool

Cons

・rejection chances 88%

・breakup could kill  friendship

・could be awkward

・parents will hate me

・likely to mess something up

・scary

・he could be straight

・unlikely to like me back

Conclushion Conclusion: no.

Ideas:

・tell him that I'm actually gay

・tell the truth about gabbie

・Apologize

Would probably would hate me if i told him about what gabbie did

The fact that there were so maybe negatives hurt and the positives were just sad.

"You find anything mildly interesting in there?" came jacks voice from behind me. I nodded slowly then, realising it was jack, I jumped and slammed the book shut as I turned around to face him. He looks at me, standing with him arms crossed over his chest; though he was clearly mad, i could tell that he was internally panicking. "Give it to me" he hissed, his eyes fixed on mine and I held out the book, without looking away from his eyes. "Jack i-"

"You had no right to go through my j-......personal stuff." he snapped at me, cutting me off.

"Jack I'm sorry..." I sighed

"No" he spat "you're not. You read my-.....journal. My PERSONAL journal, Zachary" he sounded really hurt.... I felt a terrible guilt flood my body. It was not like the earlier feeling of guilt this was different... This Time I knew what I'd done. And I knew how wrong it was. 

I opened my mouth to speak but before I could get a word out he stormed from the room out into the dark hallway. I sat on the mattress "unbelievable..." I scoffed "well done Zach. You idiot. You absolutely fucked up" I pulled my legs up to my chest and rested my head on my knees and After a little while, I fell aslee, still I the same position as I had been sitting in. 


Probably a bunch of spelling mistakes bc I couldn't be bothered to edit 😌

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