Damaged Together

Chapter Seven

The rest of the week just kind of flew by. Jesse was so confusing though. One second we are just talking as friends do then the next he shows signs that he wants to be more. He left me puzzled all the time and I couldn’t do anything about it because I didn’t want to lose him. But I refuse to be anybody’s toy or their friends with benefits. My head was a jumbled mess and I didn’t even know what to think.

He made me feel invincible though. Even the simple things like opening the door for me made my heart soar. But it also terrified me. He had so much power over my emotions. He could easily crush me. Break me into a million pieces. I try to stay guarded when I’m around him but I just can’t. He breaks down every wall I try to build up.

Friday during fourth period I decided that I would ask the question. Ask him what our status is. And just cross my fingers that it doesn’t ruin anything. And pray to God I get the answer I want.

Jesse’s POV:

I don’t know why I was so weak around her. I never in my 16 years of living had ever been so whipped. But Alyssia didn’t take advantage of it. She blushed when I simply said that she looked beautiful. That was another weird thing. I didn’t find other girls beautiful, I found them hot, or sexy but when I see Lysa that’s the first word that comes to mind.

She is so caring and just indescribably perfect it makes me feel like I am on top of the world when I am with her. Everything about her makes me want more.

The bell rung and snapped me out of my daze of Alyssia.

I walked out of the classroom to the sea of students in the main hallway. I spotted the gorgeous girl with her back to me at her locker. My heart automatically sped up and I cursed myself for feeling this way.

I began walking up to her and saw a couple freshmen eyeing her ass from across the hall, anger flowed through me. I quickened my pace and set my hands on her hips turning her around and kissed her. I felt a need to tell everyone she was mine and nobody could even blink in her direction to check her out.

This was the first time since the car that we had really kissed again. Like really kissed. But something was wrong.. She seemed hesitant and unsure.

I pulled back, confused and partially hurt. She obviously noticed my expression and let out a small sigh.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, worry evident in my voice.

She grabbed my hand and I felt my heart thump harder in my chest. Damnit. She realized that she was too good for me. She was going to end what we had before it even began. Lysa led me to the court yard where some students were eating their lunch. We sat on a bench for a long two minutes, neither of us speaking. She finally cleared her throat and began, “I can’t do this if I don’t know what this is.”

I understood immediately. She was confused by my possessive nature over her but my lack of effort I made to officially do something. I was confused by it too…

“I don’t know what this is either. But I.. You.. “ I struggled to find the right words. “Lysa, you make me feel a way nobody else has ever made me feel.” I might as well be straight up.

“Jesse, I am just confused.” She said with hopelessness displayed on her tan face. Her large brown eyes looked sad and desperate. But I didn’t feel the sudden urge to run like I usually do when girls give me that look. It’s usually the morning after a hook up and they give me that look as if they actually meant something.

But Lysa actually does mean something. “I am too Lysa. I feel jealousy I have never felt for someone before. I get angry when I see guys check you out,” she blushed at that part, “ I get pissed when people say anything nasty about you. You turn me into a different person.”