GVF One Shots

Jake-Never Saw This Coming (Part 2)

I drove and drove for hours. Not knowing where I was going, not knowing if I wanted to go home, not knowing if Jake and I were ever gonna be the same again. I pull over to an empty, dimly lit parking lot. It's 1:32 in the morning, I park the car and stare out in the distance. I let out a sob, then another, then another until I'm struggling to breathe. I grip the steering wheel, screaming, let out everything I was feeling. I sit in my car for god knows how long; I just bawl, scream, whimper. Letting out every single thing I felt deep within me. My phone suddenly rings, TWOD guitar solo, meaning Jake was calling me. I look at my phone, the picture of Jake playing guitar while wearing his stupid favorite head pops on the screen. I stare at my phone, not knowing if I should answer or not. I pick up right before it is about to stop.

"Hello?" I say into the phone, my voice strained and weak sounding.

"Y/N ? Where are you? You need to come home. Please" Jake says, he's voice cracked sounding. When my only response is whimpers and sniffles, he speaks again. "Y/N please. We don't have to talk tonight, but I can't go to bed not knowing if you're safe or not."

"Ok" is all I can manage to say before quickly pressing the bright red end button. I hold back anymore tears or screams and get back onto the road.

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At 2:46, I pull back into our driveway, sit there for a second and then walk inside. I can hear footsteps upstairs, pacing back and forth. I ignore them, refusing to go to me and Jake's shared room. I refuse to even change, I just go to our living, pull out a blanket from the bin, and lay down on the couch.

"Y/N?" Jake's voice calls from the top of the steps.

"I'm here" I say in a monotone voice.

"Ok" he responds back, before slowly going back to our room. I let quiet cries again. This is never something I ever saw coming for us. Never did I think I'd want to be as far away as possible from my own boyfriend, whom I've spent years of my life with. Never did I think we'd be so cold to one another. This was way past fixing was all my brain could manage to think before slowly forcing myself to sleep.

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The next morning I wake to the sound of dishes clicking together, the small of coffee, and the touch of the soft couch. Last night still in my head, I lay there, not wanting to move. Jake comes from the kitchen, mug in hand. He comes to me and just sets the mug down on the coffee table. He goes back to the kitchen and comes back with a mug of his own.

"I know it's early, but I'd rather talk now, rather than later" he says in husky, worn down tone. I just nod. He stutters for a second then finds his words, "I love you. I truly do, but I think we need time apart. Time to work on ourselves. Time to figure out what love really is. I mean we have been dating since we were in high school. We were young, we didn't know what was to come of life. I don't want this to end, but I just need time."

I just stare at him, processing his words. I slowly nod. Nodding is all I can do. Then I slowly stand, move out of the living room, and up the stairs to our room. I grab a duffel bag from the back of our closet. Our, like might we ever even say that word again. I hear footsteps coming up the steps, and Jake stands in the door way. Tears threatening to leak from his deep brown eyes. He just watches me throw things into a bag, not saying a word. I move everywhere, collecting everything I might need for god knows how long. Once I get everything, I push past him, and move back down stairs. I grab my keys, open the front door, and walk out. I hear the screen door fly open when I get to my car. I throw my bag in the truck, opening the driver door, getting in.

"Y/N wait!" Jake calls out as I close my door shut loudly. But I ignore his call and quickly pull out of the driveway. Not daring to look at Jake as I drive off. I think about the mug of coffee he set down for me, growing cold just like Jake and I were.