Jobe Bellingham (5)

The cold of the apartment in England did nothing to soothe your chest. Your mind was clouded by what you'd seen at the party last night: that girl near Jobe. What you hadn't seen was how he'd immediately pulled her away. Blinded by grief, you packed the essentials and boarded the first flight.

When you turned on your phone, notifications exploded. Dozens of calls from Jobe, Jude, and their parents. Jobe, desperate, had traveled to Spain thinking you'd be there. When he couldn't find you, he broke down and told his family everything.

Suddenly, the screen lit up again: Denise . You hesitated, but you answered. "Please tell me you're okay!" Denise exclaimed in a panic. "I know what happened... Jobe is devastated, he won't stop crying, he thinks he's lost you. " In the background, the sound broke your heart: Jobe's heart-wrenching sobs and Jude's voice trying to calm him. Guilt hit you hard. "I'm fine, Denise... I'm not in Spain, I came to England," you whispered, giving her the exact address. As soon as you finished speaking, there was a struggle. Jobe snatched the phone from his mother. "Please... tell me you're not gone forever?" His voice was hoarse, broken, and shattered. I swear on my life I didn't do anything... Don't leave me, I beg you...