desperation. I know you probably won't forgive me, but I had to try. I don't want to lose you Maria; I'm in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I'm sorry."
I looked at the back of her head, wondering what was going through her mind.
She spoke, but not what I thought she would've said: "Who do you think you are?"
"A monster," I answered honestly, "A monster."
She slowly walked to her window, her back to me. She opened the blinds, and peaked through.
"I don't forgive you."
Her voice was weak, broken. She looked and sounded torn up, defeated. As if she was tired of all this drama. And she had told me she wanted no more of this crap, and I promised it wouldn't be like that. But, my promise was broken. Like her heart.
I nodded my head, and slunk out of her room, missing the hopeful glance she gave me.
Maria's POV
A few days later
He was still on my mind.
No matter how hard I tried.
To get my mind off of him, I accepted a date from Wesley. I liked him, I really did, just not as much as I did Jake. Wesley was kind, and I enjoyed spending time with him.
"Hey," He greeted me from behind.
I turned around seeing Wesley before me. His green eyes were gorgeous, flecks of blue in them. He gave me an Earth-shattering smile.
"Hey," I greeted back.
"How are you?"
"Good, you?" I put my things away in my locker.
"Better, now that I can see your pretty face."
I beamed at his comment; Wesley gave me a shy grin.
"You're so sweet," I told him.
We weren't exactly dating, and I had made that clear to Wesley. I was just testing the waters. I didn't want to become attached to someone just to lose myself in the process.
"I try,"
We walked to the parking lot outside, Wesley's hand hesitating before grabbing mine. I laced my fingers in his, liking how it felt right. Secure.
So we strolled, our hands intertwined, outside. Some people smiled at me, seeing that I was blushing. I felt like I was on top of the world, nothing bringing me down.
I had moved on, and I felt proud of myself.
Jake's POV
Maria had moved on.
That point was clear as day.
She was holding hands with that basketball guy. What was his name? Wendall? William?
It didn't matter.
What did matter was what my heart did. It sunk. It sunk down to the pits of my stomach. I felt...envious. Like I wanted to be the one who was holding her precious hand.
He wasn't good enough for her. No matter what people said.
But she had forgotten about me. And quickly. She sure did bounce back fast. It had only been a few days. I hated seeing her with him. It made me feel guiltier about losing her.
I had such a great catch. Such a perfect lady. And I had lost my grip on her. I had caused her to lose trust from me, which was understandable, considering what I had put her through.
I still thought about our break up. Each and every day. It ran through my mind non-stop. A constant reminder of my mistakes. My God-awful mistakes. I had screwed up. Majorly.
But she still made me jealous. And boy did I miss Maria.
I missed her.
Chapter 15: The Plan
Jake's POV
I thought about Maria all day that Sunday.
How did our relationship get that complicated?
Right, drama.
First, it was when we were secretly crushing on each other. Maria had been afraid to admit her feelings for me because I was Laura's brother. And because I was a notorious player.
Then, we started hanging out, and eventually admitted our feelings to each other. That day was pure pleasure. I hadn't felt that ecstatic in a very long time.
And then we dated. Bonfires in her backyard. Listening to music in my room. I didn't care what we did. I just loved it because I was spending time with her.
After that, Maria saw Cynthia sitting in my lap. Which I still regret to this day. It wasn't entirely my fault. I was trying to
I looked at the back of her head, wondering what was going through her mind.
She spoke, but not what I thought she would've said: "Who do you think you are?"
"A monster," I answered honestly, "A monster."
She slowly walked to her window, her back to me. She opened the blinds, and peaked through.
"I don't forgive you."
Her voice was weak, broken. She looked and sounded torn up, defeated. As if she was tired of all this drama. And she had told me she wanted no more of this crap, and I promised it wouldn't be like that. But, my promise was broken. Like her heart.
I nodded my head, and slunk out of her room, missing the hopeful glance she gave me.
Maria's POV
A few days later
He was still on my mind.
No matter how hard I tried.
To get my mind off of him, I accepted a date from Wesley. I liked him, I really did, just not as much as I did Jake. Wesley was kind, and I enjoyed spending time with him.
"Hey," He greeted me from behind.
I turned around seeing Wesley before me. His green eyes were gorgeous, flecks of blue in them. He gave me an Earth-shattering smile.
"Hey," I greeted back.
"How are you?"
"Good, you?" I put my things away in my locker.
"Better, now that I can see your pretty face."
I beamed at his comment; Wesley gave me a shy grin.
"You're so sweet," I told him.
We weren't exactly dating, and I had made that clear to Wesley. I was just testing the waters. I didn't want to become attached to someone just to lose myself in the process.
"I try,"
We walked to the parking lot outside, Wesley's hand hesitating before grabbing mine. I laced my fingers in his, liking how it felt right. Secure.
So we strolled, our hands intertwined, outside. Some people smiled at me, seeing that I was blushing. I felt like I was on top of the world, nothing bringing me down.
I had moved on, and I felt proud of myself.
Jake's POV
Maria had moved on.
That point was clear as day.
She was holding hands with that basketball guy. What was his name? Wendall? William?
It didn't matter.
What did matter was what my heart did. It sunk. It sunk down to the pits of my stomach. I felt...envious. Like I wanted to be the one who was holding her precious hand.
He wasn't good enough for her. No matter what people said.
But she had forgotten about me. And quickly. She sure did bounce back fast. It had only been a few days. I hated seeing her with him. It made me feel guiltier about losing her.
I had such a great catch. Such a perfect lady. And I had lost my grip on her. I had caused her to lose trust from me, which was understandable, considering what I had put her through.
I still thought about our break up. Each and every day. It ran through my mind non-stop. A constant reminder of my mistakes. My God-awful mistakes. I had screwed up. Majorly.
But she still made me jealous. And boy did I miss Maria.
I missed her.
Chapter 15: The Plan
Jake's POV
I thought about Maria all day that Sunday.
How did our relationship get that complicated?
Right, drama.
First, it was when we were secretly crushing on each other. Maria had been afraid to admit her feelings for me because I was Laura's brother. And because I was a notorious player.
Then, we started hanging out, and eventually admitted our feelings to each other. That day was pure pleasure. I hadn't felt that ecstatic in a very long time.
And then we dated. Bonfires in her backyard. Listening to music in my room. I didn't care what we did. I just loved it because I was spending time with her.
After that, Maria saw Cynthia sitting in my lap. Which I still regret to this day. It wasn't entirely my fault. I was trying to
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