🚀 Chapter 12 🚀

                                    

                                          
don't hold onto pain, let it go
                          
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-Corbyn's POV-
                          
Tears poured down my cheeks as I was curled up in a ball on my bed. God, I am so stupid. I'm so stupid for thinking he was into me. I always ruin everything. I should have expected this. 
                          
"Corbyn!" I heard Daniel and Zach yell as the door opened. 
                          
I had called them earlier and they immediately started their journey on coming home. I told them to stay at Daniel's friend's house but they refused. 
                          
"In here," I called out, my voice cracking. 
                          
Soon steps were heard coming my way and before I knew it, my two best friends were in my room in my bed. 
                          
"Bud, what happened?" Zach asked me softly, climbing into my bed. Zach on my left while Daniel climbed in on my right. 
                          
"I told Jonah that I might like him," I said while hiccuping. 
                          
"And he ran out the door with tears running down his face,"I sobbed out. My sobs coming out even harder. 
                          
"Why do I ruin everything?" I cried out. 
                          
"First, I ruined my family. It was my fault my dad died. Then Christina!" I sobbed out. 
                          
"Bud no! It was not your fault your dad died Corbyn. And Christina told you that it wasn't your fault." Daniel told me sternly. 
                          
"Daniel we both know damn right that if my dad hadn't gotten on that flight to make it for my graduation then he would still be here," I cried, the pain consuming me. 
                          
Every day I think of that day. It was all my fault. No one else's. Mine. And I knew it. So many people told me that it wasn't but I never believed them. I never will. I was even forced to go to therapy. Many of them. But none could change my mind. And nothing ever will. 
                          
"Corbyn," breathed Zach as I looked up at him. 
                          
"Be patient with Jonah. He's broken, you know that. It's hard for him to trust. He can't even trust himself. There's a reason why he doesn't let anyone in." Zach finished. 
                          
"But I'm broken to! I just want someone to love me as much as I love them. Why is that so hard to ask for? I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of people telling me to be patient. I've been patient. When is my happy ending coming?! I'm tired of getting hurt. I'm always the one who ends up getting hurt. When is it my turn to finally be happy?" I asked, my voice cracking at the end. 
                          
"Bean," Zach sighed, wrapping his arms around my waist. 
                          
"I just wanna be happy," I croaked Out, my eyelids feeling heavy. All of the crying had worn me out. 
                          
"Sleep bub. We'll be here when you wake up," Daniel whispered, him also wrapping his arms around me. And I fell asleep in their arms with tear stains on my red puffy cheeks. 
                          
-1 hour later- 
                          
-Daniel's POV-