Page 162 of Losing Faith

And yet I still got wasted in their home.

A weight settles in my chest as I lean back, soaking in all the bad feelings and thoughts.

Beside me, Bay turns so she’s facing me, bringing one of her legs onto the couch. “He didn’t say he wanted to break up with you, right? He just wanted you to leave…” She cringes as she says it out loud again.

“That genuinely makes it worse.” I bring my legs onto the couch, hugging my knees to my chest.

When my phone starts ringing, I slightly sit up in my seat. I turn to her, but when she frowns I sit back in my seat.

“It’s Harmony,” she says, just as disappointed as I feel.

“Just text her and tell her I’m on the phone with you and that I’ll call her back.” I sound miserable and I’m glad she doesn’t comment on it.

My phone immediately starts ringing again and I roll my eyes as I turn to Bay, but she sits up, her eyes wide.

She turns the phone to me and the picture Jackson, Belle, and I took on Thanksgiving stares back at me as Jackson calls.

“Talk about speaking him into existence,” Bay mumbles, but I’m stuck in place as I watch my phone ring.

“What do you think he wants to talk about?”

“Girl, I don’t know. Answer.” She holds the phone out to me but I don’t take it.

“What if—”

“Oh my god. We’re not doing this.” She swipes her finger across the screen, answering his call.

I open my mouth to yell at her, but Jackson speaks up before I can.

“Hello?”

I look up at Bay and she mouths something I can’t understand.

“Hey…” I speak into the phone before taking it from Bay.

“Where are you?”

I feel my brows furrow as I glance around my living room. “Home?” I glance over at Bay and she shrugs before leaning forward to listen better.

“It’s a tutoring day.”

“Yeah… I know.”

Bay mouths something again as she moves her two pointer fingers around each other.

“What?” I whisper.

“He wants to see you,” she whispers back.

“Are you with someone?” Jackson pulls our attention.

“Um…” I look up at Bay and she shakes her head. “No?”

She quickly shakes her head again before imitating cutting her neck.

“Yes?No, no, I’m not.”

Bay slaps a hand on her forehead and I throw a hand in the air, completely lost.

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