Jaden's bet. (Javon wanna walton)

Happy One Month

it was a friday, Javon at the gym right now boxing. i just got home from school, i was exhausted.. i knew javon didn't remember it was our 1 month, so i didn't tell him or bother to do anything. Probably for the best. i decided to take a nap. i woke up a few ours later. i heard talking down stairs, like a lot of people. the walton's were over, and no one told me.? what the fuck. don't overthink it, it's fine.

i thought. but why didn't they tell me they couldn't have woken me up? they would any other day.. did i look extra tired or something. i couldn't help but think the worst. i got on my bed and cried. "dinners done," mom said opening my door. "ok." i said getting up and wiping my tears, i walked down behind her. i put my hood on to try and hide my red puffy face. i sat in between dad and jessica. i kept my head down and barely touched my food.

i was really anxious, i kept bouncing my knee. i felt my chest feel like it was closing. "um. may i be excused." i asked.  "no we have company," mom said.  "m-mom please." i said getting more desperate. "fine," i got up so fast and ran up to my bedroom slamming the door behind me. i sat on my bed panicking. usually i had javon to help me, but he was still eating so i had to figure it out by myself..

snap out of it i kept thinking to myself, my door opened, it was jayla. fuck not the one i wanted. "j-javon.." i said, that's all i could get out. i really hope she knows i want her to get him. it felt like it was happening forever, then the door opened again. javon.. "baby," he said holding my arm. "it's okay baby," he said. "take a deep breath," he said. he
did what he always did.. i didn't know how to describe it, but it worked. he hugged me and went back downstairs. it really seemed like he didn't care about me, and he honestly probably doesn't.

the walton's stayed late, they were all downstairs watching movies. i went down there with headphones in blasting music. i got food and sat in the kitchen eating it. jaden came in to get water. "hey you good? you've been in your room all day," jaden said. "couldn't be better." i mumbled sarcastically. "yo what's today?" he asked, "friday," i said. "no the date," jaden said. "i gulped. "the 17th," i stated. "oh alright thanks," he walked back into the living room.

i saw him whisper something to javons and his face dropped. i had gone upstairs. i laid down and started watching The Fosters. My door opened and i paused my show. "knock knock," javon said walking in. "oh hey," i said disappointed. "hey, look." javon said, i was so scared. "i forgot. i'm so sorry.. i'm such a horrible boyfriend. but i'm genuinely sorry," he said. "it's fine, i don't care," i said. "are you sure," javon said. "fuck javon, i just said i don't care. i do not care," i said snapping at him.

his eyes got a little glossy, "sorry," he got up and left the room. i really wanted to text him. so i didnt, i told him to come back up and talk to me. i few moments later my door opened. i patted the spot next to me. he came and sat next to me. "javon.. it really feels like you don't really care about me. it really hurts, you've been so mad and shit. you haven't talked me to so like i don't know anything, what happened?" i asked. "i do care, it's just so stressful. with boxing, and school, worrying about euphoria, always having interviews and having to leave state. it's just so stressful." he said

i felt so bad for assuming, but what if he was making up excuses. my mind was crowded with thoughts. that's all i could think plus the a million other things in my mind. does he really love me? is he lying? is really he stressed? does he care? am i in love? why do i care so much? maybe he is stressed? what if he doesn't love me? what if he's lying? what would i do? 

my mind was racing. i was crying at the thoughts.
"y/n?" seriously tho what if he doesn't love me? or care about me? or want me? what if he's using me? "y/n?" i jumped. "huh," i said snapping out of it. "what's wrong?" he said. "um, uh." i started stuttering. "do you love me.? do you care? are you using me?" i say so stressed over it. "baby baby, calm down.  ofc i love you and care." he said pausing. he didn't say anything else.. was he using me.

i didn't wanna think about it, but i couldn't think of anything else. "are you using me? it's eating me alive are you?" i asked getting louder. he just sat there i got up and left slamming the door behind me, he chased after me. "baby i'm not using you.. i couldn't say anything cause i didn't think you'd ever think that," he said. i stopped. i turned around and ran to him and hugged him. "i'm sorry," i said. "it's ok." he said "can u spend the night?" i asked. "ofc." he said we went up stairs to watch a movie before falling asleep.