Jacob
I found Jacob in his room, dancing to the music that was playing loudly on his phone.
He looked like he didn’t give a damn care in the world. It was also the first time I’d seen him like this.
Which meant this was bad. It was all levels bad, and it was all my fault.
I stood in the doorway, watching him. Scared to go in.
Terrified to call out to him… to touch him.
This was the biggest mess up in all histories of… mess ups and I didn’t know what to do. Or how to fix it.
Managed to summon some courage to walk in.
“Hey,” I said, tapping him on his back, and when he turned to look at me, my heart almost stopped.
“He..hey. Is it my turn now, pretty boy?”
What? What the f**k did he mean by that?
“Can we talk… please?”
Picked up his phone from the bed and paused the mu
