Please Don't Leave Me //Jai Brooks fanfic

chapter 3

"You know what your'e such a selfish naive stuck up annoying bitch" he said. I was done he has never talked to me like that. A tear rolled down my face as I got in his face "Maybe if my fucking boyfriend was loyal and didn't cheat on my ass" I scream in his face, I don't care how angry I was getting him he was making it like it was my fault. I moved over to my dresser and took out the clothes he left at my house, just in case he slept over or whatever so he could have an extra pair of clothes. "If you wanna go cheat on me take you're shit and go I'm done DONE I try so fucking hard" I scream cracking at my last words with no longer tears in my eyes but anger. He comes toward me and takes his clothes out of his hand pushing me slightly walking out the door and slamming it. But then he opens the door back up "oh and fuck you". I hear his footsteps go down my house stairs and feel the front door slam shaking my bedroom. I slide to the ground tears after tears rolling down my face. I get up and go to the bathroom that was attached to my bedroom. I get out my makeup case and see my blade,  ohh have I missed this little guy..

I jump out of my sleep, feeling tears slide down my face. My head was pounding and I was sweating. I quickly realize that I'm outside and I'm on a swinging hammock what the fuck. I get up but soon notice my familiar surroundings, Nash's house. Relaxing I make my way towards his backyard door so I can check the time and get a drink of water. Stumbling a bit I walk to his kitchen, damn his house is a mess. After gulping down 3 glasses of water I decide to fix up the kitchen a bit. Picking up the last red cup I saw, I felt someones eyes on me. Turning around it was him. "Hey" he says a gentle smile on his lips. I see a pack of cigarettes on the counter and pull one out also taking the lighter with me as I make my way to the backyard. Fuck no I wasn't going to stand there and have a conversation with my ex, after I had a dream, wait no actually a nightmare of a replay of our breakup. If you don't get the memo he is James. He made me so happy, he was my rock, he made me strong. Like I said earlier he was a good boyfriend I just didn't like the way he was in the last month of our relationship. He was an unfaithful liar. Just thinking about him then made me want to punch something. Taking a slow drag of the cigarette that was in between my fingers, I hear footsteps. What the fuck does he want I already knew it was James. "Can we talk.. please drea" he says looking into my eyes. He hadn't called me drea in months. We haven't even had a conversation in months and now he wants to talk. Lol nah. I laugh "No thanks jammyamm I don't talk to strangers." I say with pure annoyance and humor in my voice I called him his nickname I used to have for him, I thought it was quite funny. He was a stranger to me though, he left me in the dust hes nobody to me anymore. Fuck him. I threw the cigarette on the ground stomping lightly on it with my left foot. I go to walk back to the hammock to get some more sleep. I was stressed out and wanted to nap. He grabs my arm not to tight and pulls me toward him. Guess what he does next, he kisses me! As much as I wanted to pull away, I was single and bored so I kissed back. I push him against the house and it gets pretty heated, but I pull away "Fuck off" I say as I let go of his hair and make my way to the hammock..