Mr. Bad Boy and I

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

Jessica's POV;

He was my pain. Yet he was my happiness. It was unknown to me when he started meaning so much to me, maybe it was the concern I saw in his eyes or maybe it was the way he concealed his love. Whichever it was, I was his and nothing could change that now.

He sat in front of me, intensely reading some random book and I studied him attentively. I wanted his image to be embedded in my mind so that I would never forget him. He looked up, smirking, “Like what you see?”

“Maybe.” I smiled, “Do you really have to go?”

He shrugged, “If I had a choice, I wouldn't go. You know that. Come with me.”

“I wish.” it was the sixth time he had asked me to come with him. Jason was going to London for a month for some family business work with his father, he had offered to pay for my ticket but I couldn't afford missing one month of school, mom wouldn't allow that and for the universities I aimed for, missing school wasn't good for the applications.

He rolled his eyes, “Then you need to stop asking me not to go, because its not like I have a choice.” There it was again, his arrogance.

I sighed and looked down at my books wondering if I really had to do this. Since the past few days, Jason and I had been good – great in fact. He visited me at work, his friends and I chilled, Laura and Nathan stayed away. We were in the most amazing place we could ever be, often his arrogance rose from time to time but that was okay, I was getting used to it.

*

We were at the airport, Jason held me intensively. “I don't want to go.”

“It's just a month.” I tried to make the situation better, truth was I didn't want him to go either. The time difference would be a pain and I was so used to him being around that if he wasn't it would be weird.

“Take care of yourself, don't go to parties, stay away from Nathan, try to stay safe please.” He lectured.

“I used to take care of myself before you came into my life, don't worry.” I said shaking my head, I still didn't like the over-protectiveness.

“And yet you allowed me into your life,” he raised his eyebrow. He pulled me in for a quick kiss and then hugged me tightly. “I'll miss you.”

“So will I.” I said as he walked to his father.

It was a Saturday, Tyler would be home again. I didn't want to go home, but given no choice by mum I had to go. She wanted to have dinner with me.

I drove as slow as possible, it was just seven so there were less chances of Tyler being home yet when I reached his car was parked outside. I sighed and opened the front door quietly, if Tyler was with mom I was going in my room.

That's when I heard them, fighting or rather arguing. “You can't always live like this Tyler.” mom said.

“Live like what? My life mom, I can do whatever the fuck I want.”

“You were never like this Tyler.”

“I know mom, I know I wasn't. But when I wake up one morning to find out that my dad died because my mother was too lazy to go pick up her screwed up of a daughter, then this is what will happen to me.”

Ouch. Tears stung me and I could tell mom got hurt too but I was too afraid to go in front of him. I didn't want to see the hate, I didn't want to see the anger so I sighed and turned around and walked to my room. I quickly typed a message to Jason and then pretended to sleep with music on.