A/N I HATE this chapter . I didn't wanna kill him

Chapter Nine

It's gotta be you ... Only you ...

I turned my head , my phone was ringing . Someone was calling me . It must be important , becos' I only gave my number to use in emergencies . I ran up the stairs and into my room , flopping onto the bed . I reached for my phone and opened it , "Hello ?"

"Christy ." It was Ian .

Ian had stopped contacting us when he moved to England . Lucky bastard , if you asked me . He had lived with his girlfriend of many years , Chloe Jones .

"Heey Ian ," I smiled .

"You need to get to Jeremy , now ."

I sat up instantly . Jeremy ? "What's going on ?"

I practically heard him shrug , "I don't know , Chris . He texted me , saying he was tired or something ."

"Forward it to me ."

I hung up , already changing into shorts and a shirt . His text arrived as I was slipping on my sandals .

'Forwarded Message from Jeremy .

I'm tired of it . They don't want me. Bye , bro .'

Oh no , Jeremy . I grabbed my keys and ran out my door , down the stairs .

Gina ws asleep at the table , Jules texting her newest boyfriend and Reanna trying to scavange what she could for pancakes .

Reanna looked at me , "Christy ? What's wrong ?"

I shrugged , "It's Jer ... I think he's gonna do something ."

"Probably masturbated to death ," Jules piped in .

I left Reanna laughing . Once I was in the streets , I realized i'd get to their place faster by running ...

Bad day to not wear Sketchers .

So there I was , running through the streets to get to my best friend's flat . People stared and I sighed . I reached his flat a few minutes later . Running inside , I found his door and started banging on it .

"Jeremy !" I shouted through the door . No answer .

"Screw this ," I growled and kicked the door down .

Serious business when it comes to those I care about . I ran into his flat , no sign of Jeremy .

"Jer ?" I shouted .

Nothing . I got chills and looked around for him . Kitchen , living room ... Nada .

His bedroom . I carefully walked in and found him laying on the bed . Sleeping . And holding a paper .

No . No , no , no . Jeremy ...

"Jeremy ?" I held back a sob .

Next to his bed was an empty bottle of sleeping pills .

A/N I decided to hold off the boys scheme until Chapter Ten , with the assistance of Logan Cruz