That never changed ~ Jonah Marais

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"Do you even want to be with me anymore?" I asked Jonah, as we sat on top of the covers of his bed. He lifted his head to look at me, taken back by my question.

"Wha-why would you ask that?" He stuttered out.

"C'mon Jonah... you know why." I got up off the bed with a defeated expression left on my face. He leapt off the bed to prevent me from walking out of the room. He latched onto my hand from behind, spinning me slowly to face him.

"Y/n, I don't know what else to say... of course I love you." He tried reassuring me, however, sadly, failing to fully convince me.

"That's not what I asked you Jonah. We've changed. These past couple of weeks, it's like you don't want to be around me. We never spend time, just the two of us. We just...I don't know...like, we just exist together. I don't remember the last time either of us felt happy to be with the other." I talked through the heartbreak and struggle. Jonah watched, staring down at my face, witnessing my pain unfold.

"I don't remember the last time we were happy together either..." he spoke in a low raspy voice. "Things have changed."

"But what? What has changed Jonah?"

"It's been hard for me to be around you, y/n. It's complicated. " He vaguely explained. He could see my baffled expression staring back at him.

"Wh-wha-"

"I think I'm falling for someone else. And I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with that?" He asked rhetorically, seeing my face change from confusion to hurt.

"Wait, wha- since when? Who?" I tried to get my words out, failing badly.

"About a month. I thought it was maybe just a crush but I found myself thinking about her all the time." My eyes filled with tears, thinking about the past couple of weeks and how lonely it's felt. It broke me that he's put me through all this pain for weeks to then hit me with one final blow. "And the more time we spent together, the stronger my feelings for her became. I tried to fight it but I-"

"Oh god...oh god." I interrupted, holding my hand to my forehead as I started getting unsettled, the tears now blurring my vision. I trembled, pouring my heart out. "This wh-whole time you've been spending your time with her, knowing you don't want to be with me. Jonah, you let me carry on like an idiot thinking you loved me!"

"No no, I do love you. That never changed." His voice cracked as his own tears filled the brim of his eyes. He spoke kindly, trying trying console me while being truthful. "I just... I don't feel the same way as I used to baby."
I shut my eyes, letting the tear drops fall down my face as I quietly sobbed. I brought my hand to cover my mouth, then dragging it across my face to wipe it dry.

"I'm gonna go." I forced out the words, shuffling forwards to the edge of the bed before weakly lifting myself off it.

"No, y/n, please. You don't have to go right now. Let's talk about it or just...I don't know...sit in silence. Anything. Just, don't go while you're like this." He gestured his hand towards me, after rushing himself off the bed and in the direction of the door.  He blocked my pathway as I stood there holding my bag, wiping my cheeks with my long sleeve.

"No, Jonah. I need to go. I don't wanna stay here." I said, wiping my nose dry this time.

"Look, I'm sorry that I've fallen for someone else. But that is not something I ever expected to happen" He expressed his guilt frantically.

"Just stop. Jonah, it hurts enough as it is that you're in love with someone else. But it kills me that you didn't give me a second thought, while you went off to have your fun with her and I was stuck in the breakdown of our relationship."

"I am really, really sorry. I just didn't know how to tell you." He apologised, pleading with me to stay. I barged past him to the door, nudging him and knocking his balance slightly. I reached for the doorknob and opened it, moving my head sideways to look at Jonah one last time. His face stared back at me, his eyes glazed over.

"I know Jonah." I acknowledged him, before walking through his bedroom door and leaving him behind.

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