#chat jake

Any guilt she had for lying to him about not coming back to Mystic Falls over Spring Break flew out the window as soon as her car pulled into his driveway. Mackenzie quickly slipped out of the car and moved up the driveway, anticipation already building as she pulled out the spare key from under a potted plant. It took less than a minute to find him, sitting at the kitchen table with his laptop open, and, sure enough notes everywhere. He was staring at his phone, too engrossed in his conversation with her to realize that he wasn’t alone. 

The drive to Jake's from the hospital had left her stomach churning, but by the time Mackenzie got to his house, her nerves had made way for anger. How dare he? How dare he act like it was nothing, to be charming and say nice things, to be interested in what she had to say, only to know the whole time that the whole thing was a farce? It was what she'd known from the beginning, it was how she'd known this would end, but in less than a week, some part of her had actually started to expect better from him. She parked haphazardly in his huge driveway, stopping for only a second to note that there was only one other car there: Jake's. Was no one else home?