Jackson:
"I'm sorry. I'm here now. I'm so sorry, Danny, really," I tried not to cry as I spoke.
"No. You don't get to do this after ghosting me for a month! I can't forgive you for all those times I needed your support, but all I got in return was your stupid voicemail! You were supposed to be there for me, taking it one day at a time, but instead, you decided it was 'too much!' You know what?!----"
Tears started forming in my eyes, "Danny, wait----"
"No! No more waiting! I'm sick of waiting! We're done!" she turned and walked out of the band room. I stood there. Numb. Tears rushed down my cheeks and I braced myself against the lockers.
"What have I done?" I covered my face and sobbed. I wiped off my face and went back to practice.
"Jackson! Focus! Now!" I snapped into attention and
