Evan's POV
"So, are you ever going to leave the house again?" Jacob questioned as he leaned against the door frame of my door, raising a brow at me.
"Don't know, when are you leaving the house? I was out of the house for a whole week just a few days ago and you don't even live here." I respond, glancing up at my computer at Jake and he just shrugs.
"I don't know, I'm just here to help your dad out. He needs me right now." He said.
The last time my dad really needed Jacob and he was here for this long was after my mom left. Then he stopped coming around as often, but I guess he decided to make another come back. I wonder if my dad is really okay. He told me he was, but with the way he's been clinging to Jacob like a child, I highly doubt it. I wonder if he found out about mom's wedding.
