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Y/n

The brown haired male with a black eye and bloody nose was taken away in handcuffs. He fought, he yelled, he threatened us. He refused to go. But he did. He was gone and locked up.

Noah was taken in and Mark was the one who caused the black eye and bloody nose. He was the one who held me tightly as they left.

Noah was gone and he wasn't coming back.

I have nothing to worry about. For now at least.

My dad had to pull Mark off of Noah. He tried to get out of my fathers grasp to get back to Noah, yelling what Noah has done so dad would let go. He never did. He kept a firm grip on Marks arms and never let Noah out of his sight while he called the police.

After the police left, dad went inside and started pacing and mumbling. Neither Mark or I could make out what he was saying. After a few minutes of that he stood right in front of me with a straight face. A tear slipped out of his eye and he pulled me into his chest. He began sobbing into my shoulder, apologizing for things that weren't his fault.

Now its two in the morning and I can't sleep. I'm staring up at the darkness in my room, wondering what I did to deserve such great family and friends.

They have always been by my side, never once left. If I was hurt, they'd find the person who hurt me and do worse to them. If I had something to say, they'd sit and listen, no matter how long. If I wasn't in the mood to talk, they wouldn't ask questions but instead keep quiet.

In high school people hated me, my evidence- the account that guided me to depression and hatred towards myself. Mark took my phone and deleted the app.

They stared at me in the hallway which quickly ended by Jack getting really mad at whoever stared.

I was always upset during eleventh and twelfth grade. Matthew made sure to always create a smile on my face.

I kept a lot in and never spoke my problems in that time. Alec always knew what was going on just by the look on my face.

I had doubted everything in those two years. Zoe made me see the bright side of everything.

I never felt like doing anything after Jack and I broke up. Jenna forced me to leave the house and made me go out and have fun.

They all have done something that has changed my life for the better and I love all of them for that. I have no idea what I would do without them, especially Jack and Mark.

My phone begins to vibrate next to me. Squinting at the brightness, Jacks name is plastered on the screen with a red and green circle at the bottom of the screen. I softly press the green circle, setting it on speaker and placing the phone next to me on the bed.

"Heyo!" Jack giggles.

"Jack, its two in the morning here" I sigh with a smile on my face.

"Oh. Its, like, eleven here"

"I thought you'd be used to this time zone considering you and Mark call all the time"

"Eh"

"Why are you calling anyway?" I chuckle.

"Two reasons" Jack speaks "one, I couldn't sleep. Two, Mark told me he beat the shit out of Noah"

"Yeah" I giggle "did he tell you he went to prison too?"

"Yeah" Jack sighs happily "feels good to know he's gone"

"Dude, I should be the one saying that. What are you doing?" I smile "did he do something to you too?!"

"Maybe, Maybe not"

"I think not. If anyone tried to mess with you, they're dead"

"True" he chuckles.

"So whats goin on with you?" I ask.

"Nothing really" I hear shuffling on his end "Raina and I broke up"

I couldn't tell if it was good or bad that my smile got bigger.

"I couldn't handle her complaining anymore. She started talking about you and saying things that made me want to put her in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. I couldn't take her anymore"

My smile disappeared. Why was she talking about me? What was she saying?

"Thank you" I spoke quietly after a few seconds of silence.

"For what?"

"For everything"

"Its no problem" he chuckles.

"No, thank you" I repeat "You've done so much that has helped me in so many ways that I don't get why I'm still worth your time"

He doesn't answer. I was met with nothing but silence.

"You know what this reminds me of?" He whispers on the other side of the phone.

"What?" I whisper.

"When we were in high school and we were sitting on the swing set. We basically just said the same things we said then" he chuckles.

I smile, remembering that time. I miss those times. I never thought I would want so badly to go back to school. Just so I could see my friends more than I do now, not the actual school part.

After a while of silence, I speak.

"Are you still there?" I ask.

No answer.

"Hello? Jackaboy?" I grab the phone to see he hung up.

Maybe he fell asleep and accidentally hung up? Lost connection? I'm sure he'll explain later. I just hope I didn't do anything wrong.

Jacks POV

A lay there on my bed with a smile on my face, a sleeping Alex on the other side of the room. Talking to Y/n always makes me happy, hearing her voice after a long day.

"I still love you" I mumble, squeezing my eyes shut, waiting for a response. Nothing.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have said that"

Still no answer. I grab my phone and try to turn it on. A battery with a red line at the end pops up.

My phone died.