Hurting

Chapter 13

By the end of the day, I was almost bubbling with excitement.

Jordon was sorry. He wanted me back.

I couldn't contain myself anymore.

I almost sprinted to his car, and being so eager, I got there before him. I stood awkwardly, ignoring the glares shot my way. My heart skipped a beat when I saw him walking across the parking lot.

How could I feel so amazing around somebody who, just yesterday, I was certain I hated to the core?

'Hey beautiful!' He smiled down at me, and, just for a second, I got lost in his eyes.

And then I blushed beetroot red.

'Umm, hey! Are you gonna tell me where we're off, or do I have to guess?' I smiled up at him, eager to hear the answer.

'It's a surprise. But don't worry, I'm sure you're going to love it.'

He opened the door for me, and I slid in, unable to keep the Cheshire cat-like grin from spreading across my face.

**

It was as if nothing had ever happened. The conversation during the car ride flowed, never hesitating, and again, just like that first day, it felt like I'd known him my whole life.

After about thirty minutes of driving, we arrived at our destination. We were in a parking lot of some sort, but I had no idea where we were - the only thing in sight were trees.

Being mid-winter, it was getting darker already. I've never been a fan of the dark, so this freaked me out a little. I remembered i couldn't trust Jordon completely, and I panicked and stopped dead.

'What's the matter? Did I say something?' Jordon looked worried.

'No, not at all. It's just, I uh, I don't know where we are or anything, it freaks me out a little.' I made up the excuse and continued walking by his side. He grasped my hand in his, and laced his fingers through mine. 

'Don't worry. You've got nothing to be afraid of.'

Jordon led me up a narrow path, still holding my hand tightly in his, and we entered a clearing. Now I understood why we had come here at this particular time. It was beautiful. 

'It reminds me of you. The beauty. I came here almost everday for a month after I told Janet.' 

He'd done the impossible. My heart was in my throat, threatening to come out as a sob of delight. I couldn't speak. All I could do was pinch myself, and make sure I wasn't dreaming. 

And right then, that was the moment I decided to forgive Jordon for everything he did when I told him my past. Because I knew he really did regret it. But everyone makes stupid choices.

That was my worst.