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Chapter 3: Eavesdropping In A Closet

Chapter 3: Eavesdropping In A Closet

"What was that?!" Jayden rushes into the room whispering. I stay shocked in my place and feign a smile and look toward the Shopkin that was shattered all over the floor.

Jayden looks down and averts his eyes from the Shopkins to me with a glare. "What part of "don't touch anything" don't you understand?!" He hisses.

"Chinese," I say with a shrug, trying to be funny but completely fail. He looks at me with fury in his eyes this time. He walks closer to me, each step he takes I felt close to my death.

"I'm sorry I just didn't know they were-" Jayden immediately places his hand on my mouth shutting me up, and interrupting my words. How rude!

"Fuck! Someone is coming! Come on!" Jayden whispers loud enough for me to hear. He pulls me with him quickly turning off the lights and pulls me with him into a closet.

"Aha! I knew you would come back for-" the door swings open and a man, probably in his late thirties shouts midway then probably realizes no ones in the room but him. He had brown hair and he wore a gray sweater. I could see the man from the little holes in the closet that was perfectly cut out for a design on the closet. The man turns on the lights taking in the room with a raised eyebrow scratching the back of his head.

I felt a hot breath on my neck from behind me making shivers go through my body. That's when I realized that Jayden was standing behind me, his chin touching my shoulders as he tried to get a peek of his dad too.

"Honey. I've told you a million times that he isn't coming back." A woman said walking into the room beside her husband. She had a light brown hair color exactly like Jayden; she wore a formal fitted black skirt with a white shirt. It looked like she was going to work.

She places her hand on the man's shoulder and looks at him with sympathy rubbing his arm up and down to comfort him.

"But I swear I heard something in here." He tries to convince his wife and himself that Jayden was here.

The woman looks around the room but then her face was replaced with another expression that I couldn't point out with.

"Look it's just his Shopkins again." She chuckles bending down to grab one. The man laughs a little as he looked like he was remembering something, but the expression was soon gone as fast as it came.

"I just thought he'd be back. You know after I told him not to come back. I mean he's a good son and everything but he really has to learn a lesson by not coming home drunk almost every night." Jayden's dad says this time. I felt like I was intruding something in the family that I shouldn't be hearing so I wanted to put my hand in my ears to cover them from hearing anything that wasn't my business, but Jayden was still stood there on my shoulder peeking into the hole overhearing his parent's conversation about him.

"I know Dave. You were mad at him for coming home drunk like always, but do you really think it was a good idea to throw him out of the house like that when he's drunk?" Jayden's mom spoke, this time, telling Dave that what he did was wrong.

So Jayden's dad kicked him out last night because he came home drunk? That's why we couldn't just walk through the door like what normal people did when they wanted to enter their house!

"Shush" Jayden glares at me putting his finger on his lip to tell me to be quiet. I guess I was thinking out loud again.

"Haley. I know what I did was wrong and I wish I could just take it back." Dave, also known as Jayden's dad says sitting on the bed and putting in head in his hands, regretting what he did.

"Honey." Jayden's mom also known as Hayley says putting her hand on Dave's shoulder and she sat down beside him hugging his shoulder. "I get it. You love him too much and you can't stand him being like that after July," July? "but he's gone through a lot the last few years. I also feel like ripping myself apart seeing as how we failed with our parenting but the least we could do now is give him space and let him come back when he's ready. Even though I don't know where he is right now." Something felt funny about that because Jayden was in the closet here hiding from his parents while they were talking about how they didn't know where he was. "I know him. I know my son Jayden, and I believe that he wouldn't do things without a reason. He's a good son and he's still young and he's going through a phase where he can't accept some things that are hard for a teenager to believe, but space... is the best we could afford to give him right now, and to be a good parent we should try to understand him, and let him decide what he wants in his life and we'll have to support him with his decisions." At those words, I felt Jayden's body stiff. He pulls away from the hole and backs away to the wall behind him and slides down.

"You didn't fail. I did." I hear Jayden whisper so low that I wouldn't be able to hear him if he's parent were talking. At those words, something broke in my heart but I couldn't point a finger at it. Something about him. It's just...different. He's different.

After Jayden's parents left the room, Jayden and I got out of the closet and exited through the window. I didn't say a word and neither did Jayden. I know I didn't have the right to listen to what his parents were talking about but I couldn't help myself, and to be honest I don't regret it either.

There's something about what Jayden said in the closet that nearly ripped my heart out. 'You didn't fail. I did.' He sounded so broken and desperate, and all I could think about was how could I fix it? How do I fix the broken part in him? How could I fix the broken bad boy? How could I fix a broken bad boy who had anger issues? He was so hard to even have a simple conversation, but to actually try to fix him would be a disaster.

That's when I realized that I was still wearing the shirt that coffee spilled on and it was now dry and very sticky, but I had an extra top in my locker that I could wear from when I left it there during the summer vacation. I just hope I didn't become fat and couldn't fit in it.

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Jayden stops his car in the school parking lot not bothering to wait for me; he just leaves the car leaving me in it. I could steal some stuff if I was a burglar but I'm not that desperate. I get out of the car and jog up to catch up with Jayden. He's legs were long which gave him longer strides as he walked with each step.

I finally caught up with him but I still had to walk fast to keep up with him. He entered the school and I gripped Jayden's hand before he could leave and disappear like he usually did on school property.

"Listen-"

"I don't want to hear it. Whatever you heard at the house just forget it, and it isn't your business anyway I'd much appreciate if you didn't get involved and never spoke of it again." He says with a poker face. I couldn't even tell what his expression held. He's face was so blank it was almost like he tried to cover all the emotions up with a blank one. I could see it in his eyes as he tried his best to not let everything out and keep all his emotions piled up over the other. He was broken and I'd just realized it now.

"But-"

"Just- just please let it be." He sounded so broken when he said that, pleading and desperation lacking his voice. I just felt the need to hug him but refrained myself from even touching him.

I tried to tell him that I couldn't just forget what I hear at his house. I didn't know him well but to keep all those emotions piled up would not be healthy for him. He's still a kid, as his mother said to his dad. Maybe I wouldn't be able to understand but I would try, but I got interrupted by that bald old stupid man.

"Ms. Maxwell! Detention!" Mr. Den shouted walking over to me. I kicked my feet on the floor huffing and sighing. Mr. Den glares at me with his dark brown beady eyes averting his attention from me to Jayden. "You too Mr. McCole." He told him in a calmer manner than he did to be. I kind of felt slightly offended at the way he told Jayden off the comparison to me. He was nicer to Jayden, and I had a feeling that it had to do with the big purple explosion at the science lab that I caused (long story), and that time I hit him in the face with a bat (an even longer story).

I felt so furious at him. It wasn't exactly my fault, it was kind of Jayden's fault that he dragged me with him, but I didn't feel in the mood to be a snitch and snitching isn't cool, so I went with plan B.

"How about we make a deal Mr. Den?" I say through gritted teeth. I can't afford to have detention or else my parents would kill me. After all the trouble I've caused so far, getting detention will ruin me. My parents would ground me for a month, plus take my technology away, and I didn't feel the need for Netflix to be taken away from me right now, or else how would I get to watch The Vampire Diaries new season? Forget college applications this is all for you TVD! I imagine myself kissing the screen of my iPad.

"Or really? And what is that that could possibly lead you out of detention?" Mr. Den says with a raised eyebrow. At that even Jayden gave me an eyebrow raised with an 'are you serious' look and a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Yes. If you forget about the whole 'being late at first-day' thing. I would totally forget about you and," I say getting closer to him," Mrs. Adolf doing it in the classroom." I whispered. This might just work! I have big plans for the future. Wahaha. I imagine myself rubbing my hands together with an evil smirk on my face.

What confused me first was that Mr. Den laughed at this. He slapped his hand on his thigh. I would have laughed at how funny he looked while doing that as his big chubby hands hit his thigh, but I wasn't in the situation to laugh it off. "What so funny?" I looked a bit agitated. Mr. Dens face turned from humorous to a stern expression.

"Don't worry about it, Thea." His voice was filled with so much hatred that it felt that his voice had a force that pushed me back a bit. "Someone in this school already spread the news. I'm trying to figure out who it is. At first, I thought it was you but after that threat not so much." But that couldn't be possible. I only told one person bout that and it was- oh no I'm so going to kill her!

"On second thought-" I tried to change the subject for me to be in a safer place and try to get away with the threat that I just tried on my principle, which completely failed but could've worked if it weren't for munchkins!

"No Ms. Maxwell. In fact, I was thinking of your oh so detention for another week. What do you think?" He says feigning a smile at me. Oh shit, what did I just do?

"No! Just-"

"Three weeks?" He questions loving this debate between us. I know he's happy to finally get his revenge on me after the purple explosive prank I pulled on him the last day of school. He had no proof but he knew me too well to know that it was me. I wouldn't blame him because I wouldn't trust myself too.

Jayden laughs a bit. Looking at me with amusement. He winks at me. I felt my heart drop when he did that. It was like what I saw in front of me was a three-headed monster, gaping at him. Mr. Den (like all nosy teachers) interrupted.

"What are you laughing about, Mr. Jayden? You're having a three-week detention too." Mr. Den says loving this way too much. To him, this might be hilarious but it won't be when he sees that he'll be my next new target.

"But I didn't even-"

"Four weeks?"

I start laughing now, then suddenly placed my hand on my mouth to refrain myself.

"Four weeks it is! You too Ms. Maxwell." He says pointedly toward me. He gave me the 'in your face, I'm the principle and what are you going to do about it look?' Before leaving us.

"Shit!" Jayden curses under his breath.

"R.I.P TVD marathon," I mutter under my breath, and Jayden looks at me like he's just seen an alien. I shrug him off before walking toward my locker to change my t-shirt.

This is not how I expected my first day of school to be like. Honestly. I thought it would be more prank-y.

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That was the third chapter and honestly, everything that his mom said was something that came from my heart. I felt so honest when writing this chapter. But seriously guys crying is a week spot for me. Lol.

And no Paul Wesley isn't playing Jayden I just wanted the picture to be there so you could see how hurt Jayden was when he whispered those words.

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