"I can't believe this" I say pacing back and forth in front of my bed.

"I'm sorry"

"You are so irresponsible"

"I'm sorry"

"Who were you even with?" I stop pacing and I stand and look a Jackson who's sitting cross legged on my bed, hugging a pillow to his chest.

"I'm sorry"

"Stop saying you're sorry"

"But I am...hey you wanna hear a secret?"

"Not really" I groan.

"I like you a lot, but we can't date because it's bad for my reputation"

I freeze, he likes me? Or is this just the drugs talking? I'm gonna believe it's not the drugs talking, just to boost my confidence right now a little bit.

"Okay Jackson, I'm gonna ask you a few questions and I want you to the answer them truthfully"

"Okay sexy" Then he winks at me.

"Who were you with when you stormed out of the house?"

"Bobby and some of his friends that are apart of a gang"

A gang? This is going to be a long day.

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"Jackson get off of me" I say trying to push a sleeping Jackson off of me, but he's way to heavy.

He just groans and tightens his hold on my waist. I sigh and I grab my phone from right next to me, and I text Zoey.

Me: Zoey come over quick I need you

Zoey: Why?

Me: Jackson's high

Zoey: I'll bring popcorn

Of course she's bringing popcorn.

Five minutes of Jackson squishing me to death, Zoey finally walks into my room and tries to pry him off of me."Come on Jackson get off Ramona, I kinda want her to live and you're kinda killing her" She whines.

"No, need to protect her" He murmers then he snuggles up on me further, hiding his head in the crook of my neck.

"Zoey what're we going to do?" I asks, trying my best to pry him off of me instead.

"Well he obviously seems to like you when he's like this, so go out with him, get married, and then have children" Zoey suggest.

"Really? He isn't going to stay like this forever Zoey be serious"

"Okay okay,ummmmm. Jackson if you don't get up I'll kill Ramona" Then just like that Jackson instantly gets off of me and I take a deep breath.

I can breathe again.

"Thank you Zoey"

"No problem, and Jackson you can go back to sleep again just not on Ramona" Jackson just nods his head and turns the other way and gets comfortable again on one of my pillows.  "Well I'm gonna go again, text me if you need me" Zoey then leaves for the second time today, and I decided to write another diary entry.

September 21, 2016 ( its still Wednesday)

So, Jackson came back home, high. Now he's in my room sleeping it off. You know I was so prepared for him to get home and talk things out with DJ but that didn't really go as planned. As you can tell.

Also I don't think Jackson should hang out with Bobby and his gang friends anymore.

One, they got him high

Two, they're apart of a gang.

Now I'm helping him hide all of this from DJ, when I know the right thing to do is to leave this room and go tell DJ what happened, but she doesn't need all that pressure right now, definitely not after that argument she had with him not to long ago, and I definitely can't tell Max about this because he's a tattle tale and the only thing he cares about is getting Jackson into more trouble and I just want a day where, everyone is just calm and normal and then me and Jackson can go skipping through some petals or something like that.

Anyway I ran out of things to say diary so this it for today.

~Ramona

I slide my diary back under my pillow, and I watch Jackson sleep. It's not weird.

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About three hours later of me running in out of my room checking on Max and Jackson in two separate rooms because DJ had to rush and go to the clinic, Jackson wakes up and this time he isn't high.

"Ramona" He whispers out his voice barely audible.

"Yes?" I answer back to him.

"Sorry for kissing you"

"You remember what happened?"

"Yeah, also that whole confessing my live for you thing, yeah I didn't mean that I guess that was just the drugs talking."

Well then, just hit me with the truck pain, like I don't care if my feelings are hurt.

"It's fine Jackson, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine my head hurts but I'm fine, is mom home I want to apologize?"

"She went to the clinic" I tell him.

"You didn't tell Max about this, right? I don't wanna be in more trouble"

"It was a struggle, but I managed to keep Max away from my room while you were here"

"Thank you"

"No problem" Then I take a deep breath "also I don't think you should hang out with Bobby"

"Why, did you ever think that this whole thing could've been my choice?"

"Wait no, Jackson I didn't me it like-" but before I can explain myself he interrupts me and keeps going.

"You're not even my friend, so please don't try and act my like my best friend in whole wide world. You will always be nothing but a really nosy sister that I'm forced to live with" and with that said he gets up and storms out of my room.

We went from having a nice conversation to him straight up getting defensive and then he just sister zones me, like what the heck?

How did I go from friend zone to stranger zone to Semi-friend zone, and than all the way to sister zone? I can't even make it to best friend zone before I get knocked like three zones again, geez.

Then Max walks into my room, "You said Jackson was still out, why did he just walk out of your room?" He crosses his arms and arches his eyebrow at me and taps his foot impatiently, waiting for an answer.

And in that moment I realized, that I messed up.

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Hey, how's it going? Author here.

I know it's been a really long time since I've updated, sorry, but as I was writing this chapter I realized I'm about to be stuck in writer block.

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I want you guys to comment ideas on what you thinks should happen in the next few chapters, and if I like your idea I will dedicate a chapter to you and tell everyone what your idea was so I won't be taking full credit for you guy's ideas.

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