Here is a short sad chapter. Some people might say Zack might be depressed but he isnt. It's just a very low point in his life. Comment?
For three whole day's Zack stayed in his room. He only let Woody slip him food and he never went out. The only thing he did during those days was to eat, sleep, think and work out. Working out was like a relaxing process for him. Zack had been lucky enough to find a room whose rightful owner was a fitness buff. So Zack worked his abs, his forearms and every other muscle he could work. He thought that maybe if he worked out enough and changed his physique than maybe it would change his attitude and guilt that he has been suffering through.
The guilt. It was eating him alive. Zack would toss and turn in his sleep. His dreams were slide shows of all the people he has hurt. Each picture was a bit of his memory that he had to live through for one night at a time. Sometimes it would just flash back and forth between the expression of Bailey's face when he hurt her and of Cody's angry face. When Cody popped into Zack's dreams the speech that Cody yelled at him kept on replaying. Zack would sometime wake up in a sweat and swear that he heard screaming, only to find it was his own.
Zack is doing crunches in his room as he lets his mind go numb. He doesn't focus on anything except the sunrise that he sees when he reaches the top of his crunch. Every time that he sees the sunrise, Zack can feel something stir in him. It isn't joy, or pain but simply an overwhelming peace that comes with the sight. He lets the feeling take over him and he sighs. It's times like these when he feels like his old self again. He wishes the careless free, not mature, simple minded Zack would return. He would be the person that all his friends knew and didn't respect. He liked it like that. But alas, all the memories of what his friends had said was still a fresh cut in his heart.
Zack honestly thought that he was over Cody's rant to him when Savannah comforted him about it but apparently not. It had returned along with a new idea that cut into him. Savannah's words may have even cut deeper. He trusted her with all of his problems and trusted her not to hurt him like his friends had but she did anyway. Zack stops his crunches because the thought of Savannah and Cody was too distracting. He angrily yells out, frustrated with himself for letting them distract him.
Zack collapses onto his bed. He is so tired of only feeling pain, guilt and anger. He wants to feel joy and happiness when he might see Bailey's face or Savannah's joking grin. But when he thinks of those, he feels guilty and hurt. Snapping Zack out of his thoughts, he hears a knock on the door. He groans in aggravation from the visitor.
Zack has had to deal with about 3 visitors each day, knocking at his door. He suspects its Cody, Woody and London. He looks at his watch, its 6:47. No one tries to visit him at this early hour. Zack cautiously makes his way over to his peep hole in his door and peers out. His mouth drops as he sees the visitor getting anxious and annoyed. Zack unlocks the many locks that guard his door and he swings the door wide open.
"Mr. Moseby?"
Bet you didnt see that one coming! Reviews please.