Jacob hated all this. He hated hearing the pain in her voice when she had said it meant so much for her. He hates seeing her pained expression and he wanted to kick himself for being such a cowardly jerk years ago when he had awkwardly ditched Hazel. He should have been braver, he should not have listened too… No, no he should not dwell to much on the past but soon what if all he has with Hazel is the past, like her existence. Jacob does not know what possessed him, he was not that fond of hugs as everyone knew and yet he reached out and wrapped his arms around Hazel.
This could very much be the last day he ever sees her, if the murder is still in school or if her heart decides to fail in a minute and he did not want her die without knowing how much Jacob truly cares for her. And though, yes Jacob is not expressing it with words, he was never that good with words,he had hoped that Hazel would be able to feel it with the hug. He lingered a little, perhaps one of his longest hug ever before he pulled away, scratching his neck as he stared at Alissa, Reece, Willow, Fern, Ollie, Jen, the rich boy and everyone else he might have forgotten to mention.
Damn, this shxt got even realer.
Jacob’s expression turned to a glare when Jennifer had asked why did Hazel still smoke even with her heart problems, “Why the fck would you ask that now JB” He turned to Hazel, his expression softening, “Hazel you don’t have to answer that, you should not…” Jacob said but Hazel had already began to answer and every word felt like stepping on hot stones to Jacob. “You’re not going to die Hazel, you can’t come to terms with the fac you’re dying because you re not going to die no matter what the valvarous vaseline or whatever it is heart disease said was going to happen.” Jacob said his expression had to read and his tone was almost like he was trying to conince himself find peace.
@Detectives all of you mentioned technically