29: Make It Up To Her

JASON

“Don’t look at me like that.” I muttered, shooting Zeke a look.

He scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“You don’t even have the right to say that.” He looks disappointed when he adds. “When are you going to stop being a total dick to her?”

“I’m not. I—“

He gives me a pointed look. I sigh and run my hands through my hair.

I was starting to feel a migraine coming up. I haven’t slept in three days. Since she came back, I haven been able to sleep without thinking of that night. The days before that. How life used to be peaceful when she was here.

I didn’t know how to handle it. I’m exhausted and sleep deprived.

I know it doesn’t excuse what I said. I hadn’t meant it. It just slipped out before I could think of finding a filter.

“We both know you are, so cut the crap.” He snaps. “Why are you treating her like that? She came to you for help because she trusted you, even after whatever happened that made her leave.”

He gives me a look that tells me he is beginning to catch on.

Zeke is the second