Nobody Else

Chapter Seventeen

I slowly wandered upstairs, my footsteps heavy. Part of me wanted to run to him and hear him say the words that I had been dying to hear. But on the other hand I was nervous about how this conversation would go. I was terrified of what he might say. I couldn't handle being rejected by him. It would break my heart. I needed him, he just didn't know it yet. I had to pluck up the courage to tell him.

I knocked hesitantly on his bedroom door and entered.

"Hey what's up?" he asked as he switched the tv off.

"I need to talk to you about something." I whispered, my heart thumping against my chest.

"Talk to me about what?" he frowned.

I opened my mouth to tell him but the words wouldn't come out.

He raised his eyebrow at me as he waited for me to continue.

I felt tears begin to roll down my cheeks, I was terrified to tell him. Why couldn't I be like other girls and have the confidence to say how I felt. He looked at me strangely, and crossed the room and pulled me into a hug.

"What's going on?" he whispered in my ear.

I felt the hairs on the back of my neck prick up as his breath gently caressed my ear, as he gently stroked my hair.

"About last night." I said quietly.

"Did someone hurt you?" he asked as he pulled away from me and looked at me intensely.

"No don't be daft!" I frowned at him, not really sure what he was talking about.

"Well what's going on then?" he sighed.

"I want to talk about what happened." I said raising my eyebrow at him as I waited for him to join the dots in his head.

He stared at me blankly, confusion evident in his blue eyes.

"Which part?" he asked.

I looked down as I took his hand, seeking comfort from him. I needed him to stop avoiding this conversation. We needed to have this discussion.

"Jay stop it, it's not funny anymore!" I exclaimed.

He stared at me, in complete shock at my outburst.

"I honestly have no idea what you are talking about." he admitted.

I quickly let go of his hand and began to step away from him.

"I was so drunk, I don't remember last night." he added.

I gasped as I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. Tears were flowing down my cheeks as I continued stepping away from him.

"You need to tell me what you want to talk about." he pleaded.

I felt like he was stomping on my heart, I couldn't find the words to tell him. Clearly it was a drunken mistake. It had meant the world to me, but clearly meant nothing to him.

"Anna, talk to me." he begged as he stepped towards me.

I shook my head and continued stepping backwards.

"It's nothing, it doesn't matter." I whispered.

"Did I say something rude, you know I say stuff like that when I'm drunk." he asked.

"I need some air." I whispered as I turned and ran out of the room. I ran all the way downstairs.

"Anna, what's wrong?!" Max exclaimed as I ran past him.

I ignored him and didn't stop, slamming the front door behind myself.

AN: Plot twist!!! Couldn't resist lol!