Chapter eight

Alex wanted to say everything but he knew it wasn't the best time. Not yet. His sister Cleo sat on her bed in her room texting Jenny. Cleo was glad to be able to have Jen this close to her again. It's been so many years. However she didn't like what she ended up coming back to.

She hated the thought that since she left jacob was nothing of what he was before. What Cleo knew that what Jacob did would be the last thing he ever did or thought about to hurt Jenny. Not just him but Lacy to. Who ever this lacy girl is, she would regret hurting Jenny.

Hours away in another house. Lacy sat trembling in fear. Shouting nonstop was going everywhere she went. She tried to hide but she knew she didn't have another way to get out of it. Lacy had a bag packed from the last four years. Little did everyone know was she was leaving. She regretted what she had done to Jenny and Jacob. The only way to get out of the place. This place she called home was being sneaky.

Every little thing that either would help her or meant the world to her was in that bag. She didn't have anymore time or anymore chances. She had to leave now. She heard pounding on the door from the other side. She jumped in fear of the loud noise. Her father shouted. She wasn't going to listen. Lacy grabbed the bag and looked out the window. She slowly started to climb down until she reached the bottom. Until her foot reached the ground. She wasn't done yet though.

"Lacy" she heard her father roar out her name. She took off jumping into her car that she bought her self after working since she was able to start working. She drove off from the house that always haunted her. She picked up the phone to call Jacob. She wanted to talk to him.

The line went dead. She sighed knew this was the path she was on. Lacy drove out of the town. Not even bothering to look back.

Jacob sat in his bed with his phone in his hand. His phone rang and lacy popped up. He didn't know what to do so he threw it at the wall. Jenny hated him. Cleo wanted to kill him and his best friend could barley stand in the same room as him. His life was going down hill.

Still all he could think about though is how he let his sister down. He was suppose to be the one protecting her, from everyone. Including herself. He was the cause of her self hatred though.

What else could he do. He slammed his phone one the ground. Jacob looked up to see himself. The one he created and he hated it. He punched the mirror making it shatter to the ground. Glass pieces laid there. All of himself looking up at him. He didn't know what to do. His knees gave out and he sat on his legs with his hands to his eyes. Every emotion laid in him came out. After four years, this is what he's turned into...