july 18th 2022
(basically the part from last chapter was a dream. i hope that makes sense)
"-she slept in here? after yesterday!" i wake up to kristian yelling. "dude shut up, you woke her up! get out" i open my eyes seeing jackson kicking kristian out.
"is he still pissed" i ask as i hug the pillow i had my head on. "yeah, i get why" he shrugs.
"i didn't think i would upset anyone, i just packed the first things i had" i mumble. "but it was yours exs" he reply's.
"i'm sorry" i whisper again, wiping my eyes so i wouldn't cry again. "you could have worn anything and it was your exs shorts" he nods as he sits on the edge of his bed.
i sit up huffing "jackson i said i'm sorry!" i say throwing my arms in the air. "i get that your sorry but you- you shouldn't even have those! you should have returned them or put them in the trash!" he says raising his voice.
i stand up of the bed glaring at him slightly "i'm sorry YOUR pissed at ME because i wore payton's shorts yet you can use Chrissys hair tie whenever!" i ask.
"it's a hair tie! big deal" he shrugs. "why didn't you return that or put it in the trash?" i raise my voice slightly.
"because i can use what i want!" he yells standing up. "then so can i!" i yell back.
"what are we? a divorced couple!" he asks frustrated. "no we are dating jackson!" i scoff.
"really are we really? do girlfriends wear there exs clothes like it's a normal thing fuck off to there place!" he yells towering over me.
"me and payton are friends! i wear jacob's clothes all the time and you don't yell at me for that!" i yell. "you and him are friends! i know that!" he scoffs.
"well we used to make out all the time" i shrug crossing my arms. "EXCUSE ME WHAT" he practically roars.
"atleast he can say he loves me back" i whisper before storming to my room. "ay get back here! we're not done talking" he says following after me.
"well i am!" i yell, turning to face him in my room. "you don't love me Jackson" i finish looking to the side.
"yes i do! i am i love with you! i even thought about marriage the other day!" he tells me. "bullshit!" i say not believing him.
"you don't believe?!" he scoffs. "how am i suppost to if you can't even say it!" i yell.
"i'm sure payton would say it back wouldn't he huh" he mocks. "get out" i say opening the door.
"you not being serious r-" "get out jackson!" i yell. he raises his hands nodding as he storms out back to his room.
"piece of SHIT" i groan kicking the first thing i saw.
i ignore every emotion running through my body, deciding to get dressed i grab a pink cropped sweater and some leggings along with nike blazer mids.
i change, applying mascara and lip balm before filming some tiktok's.
a knock at my door pulls me out of my day dream as i was going over a dance. "it's ross! can i come in hun?" i hear my manager ask.
i squeal rushing over yanking open the door. i pull him into a quick hug as we step backwards into my room. "your meant to be in new york till august what're you doing here?" i ask as i sit my desk chair while he sits on my bed.
"well i have the biggest fucking surprise for you and you might hate it or love it" he smiles as he sips on the starbucks he had.
"oo what is it" i ask clapping my hands. "you and joseph, joseph quinn have been asked to play master of puppets live in new york.." he says squealing.
"NO FUCKING WAY" i ask jump up from my seat. "yes way! people loved you guys in season 4!" he says as we jump up and down holding hands.
"YES ILL DO IT ABSOLUTELY, when is it?" i ask as i take deep breaths. "the 25th so in like a week, you'd come back to new york with me" he explains.
i nod writing it down on my desk calendar. "okay i'll tell thomas and make sure i'm free, how many days will i need?" i ask.
"24th to the 26th" he tells me handing me a leaflet for the event. "i gotta run, noah's got shit to do so heading into town" he says giving me a quick hug before walking out.
"TABITHA HUN WHERE ARE YOU GOING" i hear him ask, i wonder out my room upstairs to tabithas room. i walk in seeing a bunch of men packing up her room.
"what the.. tabitha what's going on?" i ask as Ross shakes his head before leaving. "i'm ugh moving to new york!" she says smiling.
"already? oh um well i'm happy for you!" i smile giving her a huge hug, tearing up. "i'll miss you" i sniffle.
"i'll miss you more bitch" she sobs, i walk her down to her car as the moving van leaves.
everyone had said there goodbyes already. "you text me as soon as you land, me and ross come out on the 24th u better have an apartment or house tour ready for me" i point at her.
"of course, i better getting going. thank you for being my bestfriend" she sniffles as we hug again. "thank you for being my mom" i laugh wiping my eyes as she starts her car.
"bye kiddo" she waved driving down the hill. "bye.." i wave. i wipe eyes which didn't do anything as the tears kept falling.
i walk back inside seeing thomas walking down the stairs. "did she leave?" he asks walking over as i locked the door.
"yeah" i sniffle, he pulls me into a hug rubbing my back as i cry onto his shoulder. "it's okay kid" he whispers.
"she was so sweet, and she listened. to all of my problems. and didn't even realise she had been planning this" i sniffle pulling away.
"people move on, it's okay. i know you guys will stay friends" he says. "yeah" i nod sipping my face. "god i've cried so much this month, it feels like i never get good things in life" i laugh.
"that's not true, you got jackson, you live with jacob now! eddies in a home so your not worrying about him being alone anymore, and your playing drums at a concert in a week!" he lists. "i think me and jackson kinda are taking a break" i sniffle.
"you guys will figure it out" he tells me before heading to the kitchen. i make my way back to my room scrolling on insta, Ross sends me a ss of a newspaper article.
new york times- actors from netflix show stranger things will perform popular heavy metal song 'master of puppets' july 25th at the javits centre.
"holy shit that's new york times" i mumble reading it, "SHES ON NEW YORK FUCKING TIMES BRO" i hear someone yell.
i walk to the kitchen seeing almost everyone surrounded around mia. "she's an actor idiot" ace says.
"you guys saw it?" i ask. "i am SO proud of you kiddo" bryce smiles over at me rushing to hug me spinning me around.
"thanks brycey" i smile as he puts me back down. "think i'm gonna cry" jacob says wiping away fake tears. "please dad don't be such an embarrassment" i groane sarcastically as he hugs me.
"i'm so frickin proud of you little man" he says kissing my head. i smile thanking him before making my way back to my room.
when i walk in jackson's sat on the edge of my bed, i go to walk back but he stops me. "please! don't walk away. i wanna talk" he pleads.
"there's nothing to talk about" i shrug as i put some trash lying around into my trash can.
"yes there is, we just had an argument over fucking shorts" he says waving his arms around. "not my problem" i shrug again, sitting on my desk chair.
"well.. i just wanted to say i'm so-" "jackson i don't want ur apology, it was over some fucking shorts. it's stupid and childish. all i want is reassurance that you genuinely love me" i say finally looking at him.
my heart aching at how red his eyes were, the tip of his nose all red like rudolf.
"i love you bell, so fucking much, i didn't even cry this much when me and christy broke up or when my dog died!" he says sniffling.
i walk over standing i front of him, pulling him into a hug. he melts into the hug, sobbing onto my jumper as i rub his back.
i let him cry for a bit, kissing his forehead every once and a while. once he's calmed down he pulls away standing up.
i reach up wiping his eyes, we both smile hugging once more, we fall onto my bed.
we end up falling asleep for hours, waking up at 5 am.
"it's 5am.." i say checking my alarm clock that sat on my night stand. "hmm?" he groans stretching.
"we fell asleep at like 7pm it's now 5" i whisper running my hands through his hair. "let's watch the sunrise on the roof" he says pulling me up.
we head up to the roof, sitting on the edge looking down to the front drive, i rest my head on top of his as he sits between my legs.
"this is nice" i whisper softly. "better than before" he says back.
"definitely" i smile kissing his cheek.