“Come on darling. Show me. I'm the only thing you've got...”


13. 13.

I get the phone call during class. I’m one of those people who usually get super excited about any phone call, seeing as I rarely get them. But after fumbling to silence the ringtone, I check the number: it is my parents.  A wave of nerves hit me. Normally they ring me because I’ve forgotten my sandwiches, but of course I’d eaten them and…
A cough interrupts my train of thought. The teacher, Mrs. Hage, gives me a dirty look. “Phones are not allowed in lessons. Hand it over.” She shuffles over to my desk, with the god-forbidden ‘Phones’ box.

“Miss, this is really important,” I say defiantly. Soon I realise defiance isn’t going to get me the result I want. So in a lower voice I add, “Genuinely.”

She looks at me for a few moments, eyeing me up carefully. Then, with a roll of her eyes, she huffs, “Two minutes. Go. And if anyone asks, don’t say I allowed it.”

I nod meekly and gratefully. After shooting reassuring glances to my friends, I scurry out. My fingers shake as I dial. Ring. Ring. The waiting is torturous. It is probably only a few seconds, but it feels as though time cannot go any slower. Then they answer.

“Hi sweetie,” Mum sniffles. My heart hammers in my chest. I hate being the reason my own mum is so unhappy.
I should never have been so stupid.

“What’s going on?”

“They have enough evidence to put him on trial at a magistrate’s court.” My Dad’s voice booms through the phone. He sounds relieved, for the first time in a while. ‘Least that’s some stress off his shoulders,’ I think to myself.  “This should take place within the next couple of weeks. Although…it can be kept back for a little while if you’re not ready.”

I’ve never really asked myself whether or not I have been ready for all this. I certainly wasn’t prepared for all the drama that an innocent few messages soon turned into. But I’d just gone with the flow, which was a curse in terms of Zac, and a blessing also in terms of dealing with Zac. Maybe I do need to slow down a little bit.

“I’ll think about it,” I murmur. “Thank you for letting me know.”

Dad’s gruff voice softens for once. “No worried doll. Take as much time as you need, we’re here for you. Alright?”

“Alright. I’ll see you guys later. Love you.” After hanging up the phone, I sit down on the grass. I see that I have two messages. One from my friends, who are asking if I’m okay. I reply to them nonchalantly, explaining the ‘good news’. Then I read Jake’s message. He has just woken up (time zone problems), and is asking the same thing. As much as my friends are my friends, and I should be telling them how I’m really feeling, Jake just seems to get ‘it’ more. So I explain to him everything in full.
He replies simply with, ‘I’m calling’.

Before I can question the cost or how he has my number, my phone rings. This time I am a little bit excited. “Heyo.”

“Hey.” Jake’s American accent contrasts with mine massively. We both giggle. “Hey. Okay, so I see your dilemma and all. But darling, this is a good thing. That rollercoaster is just gonna slow wa-a-ay down now. And you’ll be so happy once it does. I promise. I have so much faith in you. Okay I’m going to hang up now, this is probably getting super expensive.”

Despite him hanging up, I am filled with happiness. He’s right. Not only is he right, he sounded so cute whilst doing it. I mentally slap myself a little, trying to get rid of the buzz his call gave me.
The buzz of the school bell does that for me. I curse under my breath, and jog back to the classroom to apologise. I do this whilst typing frantically to Jake. It’s hard to find the words to say, let alone having to actually type them.
Soon enough, I fall into the classroom, my thumb hitting the send button as I ram my phone into my pocket.

I cannot tell you how much all of that meant to me.

A/N: I am so sorry guys, honestly. It’s so scary how months can just pass by! Hopefully you’ll be pleased to know that I have finished my exams (for now!), so I’ll have a lot more update time.  Also, sorry for the font change, computer being weird :S.Thanks for all the support!


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