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WWLO (where we left off): Jack declared they were going to Gabe's funeral.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Jack's POV(from when he left the room)~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I walked to my room… I walked slowly… I don't know why I passed Annie so coldly like that. *Ughh…. I don't know what's bothering me the most- Gabe's death, or Annie thinking she could just put her arm around me and make things better. I love her, but does she understand that Gabe was my first love? She just died, and Ohh…. I'm so confused.*
"AH!" I opened the door to find Carey and Constance on the bed making out passionately! I was caught by surprise I couldn't help but to scream.
"Oh, dude… sorry bout that." Carey said looking down at his feet. I could see Constance was inching her way toward the door. I stepped forward and went straight to my closet.
"No prob. Dude, don't worry about it," I turned to Constance, "carry on…ummm no pun intended." Constance gave a slight giggle but she sensed something was wrong so she quickly stopped and gave Carey a worried look.
"Umm… look Jack, I'm just going to see what the gals are doing. You can talk to Carey if you want." Her tone of voice was soft… she then gave Carey a quick peck on the lips. She was soon out the door, closing it quietly behind her. Carey ran his fingers through his hair still looking at the back of the door, and I could hear him sigh. He then turned to me, but as soon as he turned I turned back to my closet rummaging for my suit.
"Dude… what are you looking for??" I don't know why…but I snapped back at him. I was so mad, I just unleashed my anger right to him as if my words were a heat-seeking missile just waiting to be launched.
"My suit okay?! We're going to Gabe's funeral and I can't even find my damn suit!" I noticed the tone I took with Carey… I felt like crap. I sighed and turned to face him; his eyes sent messages of worry, grief, and a little bit of confusion, which he clearly tried to hide. "Look… sorry about that." I sighed again… heavily and continued, "That was Gabe's dad, ya know on the phone, and well… Gabe died. He wants the us to be there at the funeral." I could feel the tears stinging my eyes. Carey took a step toward me and outstretched his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry man… how did this happen?" Carey asked with a melancholy tone. We sat down on the bed and I tried not to look at him as I spoke.
"I don't know exactly… I mean her dad said something went wrong at a routine check up. It's weird." My eyes welled up with tears as I backed away from Carey's reassuring hand. "I lashed at Annie…" I trailed off looking at him. I knew it was off the subject, but it popped in my head. "I mean I didn't really lash lash at her, but ya know… that whole 'actions speak louder than words' thing." I looked down disappointedly shaking my head from side to side.
"Dude, it's okay… I mean, she'll understand." I knew he was trying to reassure me and everything… but he really sucked at it right now.
"Thanks." Was all I could say. "Now do you know where my suit is?" I really needed to find it. I looked out the window and noticed we'd get to Gabe's house in an hour or two (at the most). Carey helped me look for my suit, we looked for a half hour in silence.
WWLO (where we left off): Jack declared they were going to Gabe's funeral.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Jack's POV(from when he left the room)~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I walked to my room… I walked slowly… I don't know why I passed Annie so coldly like that. *Ughh…. I don't know what's bothering me the most- Gabe's death, or Annie thinking she could just put her arm around me and make things better. I love her, but does she understand that Gabe was my first love? She just died, and Ohh…. I'm so confused.*
"AH!" I opened the door to find Carey and Constance on the bed making out passionately! I was caught by surprise I couldn't help but to scream.
"Oh, dude… sorry bout that." Carey said looking down at his feet. I could see Constance was inching her way toward the door. I stepped forward and went straight to my closet.
"No prob. Dude, don't worry about it," I turned to Constance, "carry on…ummm no pun intended." Constance gave a slight giggle but she sensed something was wrong so she quickly stopped and gave Carey a worried look.
"Umm… look Jack, I'm just going to see what the gals are doing. You can talk to Carey if you want." Her tone of voice was soft… she then gave Carey a quick peck on the lips. She was soon out the door, closing it quietly behind her. Carey ran his fingers through his hair still looking at the back of the door, and I could hear him sigh. He then turned to me, but as soon as he turned I turned back to my closet rummaging for my suit.
"Dude… what are you looking for??" I don't know why…but I snapped back at him. I was so mad, I just unleashed my anger right to him as if my words were a heat-seeking missile just waiting to be launched.
"My suit okay?! We're going to Gabe's funeral and I can't even find my damn suit!" I noticed the tone I took with Carey… I felt like crap. I sighed and turned to face him; his eyes sent messages of worry, grief, and a little bit of confusion, which he clearly tried to hide. "Look… sorry about that." I sighed again… heavily and continued, "That was Gabe's dad, ya know on the phone, and well… Gabe died. He wants the us to be there at the funeral." I could feel the tears stinging my eyes. Carey took a step toward me and outstretched his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry man… how did this happen?" Carey asked with a melancholy tone. We sat down on the bed and I tried not to look at him as I spoke.
"I don't know exactly… I mean her dad said something went wrong at a routine check up. It's weird." My eyes welled up with tears as I backed away from Carey's reassuring hand. "I lashed at Annie…" I trailed off looking at him. I knew it was off the subject, but it popped in my head. "I mean I didn't really lash lash at her, but ya know… that whole 'actions speak louder than words' thing." I looked down disappointedly shaking my head from side to side.
"Dude, it's okay… I mean, she'll understand." I knew he was trying to reassure me and everything… but he really sucked at it right now.
"Thanks." Was all I could say. "Now do you know where my suit is?" I really needed to find it. I looked out the window and noticed we'd get to Gabe's house in an hour or two (at the most). Carey helped me look for my suit, we looked for a half hour in silence.