The Perfect Storm 2

Chapter 170

A little over midnight my time but ENJOY!!

My life feels like a complete mess, a mess that keeps unfolding into something bigger and something worse. I feel trapped. 

Jace is haunting me, Stephanie is trying to l-get my head to explain something that I can't and Miles is constantly running away from me. I don't feel like myself and if I'm being completely honest, even if it's only in my own head, I haven't felt like myself since he left. I take a deep breath as I walk down the hall again. 

Since Miles really did disappear, I only have one option and that is to go to his house, and finally, once and for all, in a week, have a way overdue talk. I let the breath out as I step closer to my dorm room. 

My eyes stay on the door and memories flood back with everything relating to it, how I changed dorms, how I went to parties, how Miles and I had something so special there last night. It feels like I'm leaving, moving away again, but I'm not, I'm merely remembering all the things about this dom, but yet somehow weirdly, they feel sad as if they're all just memories that are either broken, painful, or purely too late to re-live. 

I suck in a quick breath before finally pushing the door handle open to reveal a Jace staring out the window. Stephanie still isn't back which I'm thankful for, the last thing I need right now is an awkward conversation with my best friend in the room when it's already awkward enough to be the only mess of a person she has to deal with. 

Jace doesn't hear or notice me until I chose to the door, pressing my hands behind my back, touching the door as I close it shut. 

I continue to lean against the dorm door and finally let out the breath I managed to quickly suck in before getting here. Now both of us are in a very similar situation. 

I'm with Milles and now Jace is with Rosie, he can't blame me for anything I've done anymore, because now, he's in the same boat as I am even though my boat is much rockier than his.

He can't look at me and the faith I'm still keeping even though I've sacrificed my purity to the person I love even though he has no intention of marrying me it was my choice and something that Jace could potentially experience with Rosie since his head is still so clearly intertwined with mine. 

Jace judged me for drinking and now, he's gotten drunk in front of me. We're in the same spot, and he has nothing over me, not anymore. 

I feel like for the first time I can be completely open with Jace like I ahvenðt gotten to be in too long. I let out a visible breath and Jace offers me to sit down like we had before I ran out of the dorm. We're in the same spot we were minutes ago, but for some odd reason, everything still feels so different, as If I came back to the dorm more myself, more understood by miles, more connected to him even though he managed to disappear before I even reached him. 

I nod and sit down next to Jace before breathing out the words that have been on my mind for too long, "Jace . . . we need to talk." I look into his blue-gray eyes that smile back to me so innocently.

"What is it, Madison?" He smiles up at me and my heart feels together, as if it's trying to hold back the words that I so desperately want and need to say.

"Jace, I need you to know that we'll never work," I tell him, glancing from the bed and up to his blue-gray eyes that have now fallen down, all of his features have.

"You know, when I came here, for the party . . . I just knew something like this was going to happen." Jace spills out but I don't know how to reply, I don't even know what to say.

"There's no point for me to keep trying anyway, you'll always choose him no matter what he does. Always—"

"That's what love is, Jace."