Jordan's pov
The ride home felt longer then expected.
My heart ached yet raced to the thought of Jasmine , whereas my mind stayed crowded with a storm full of questions that had no solution to ( which was actually a first ) .
The aching yet thrilling feeling was confusing an irritating. At one point I would feel thrilled, to the thought of her in my embrace .
Not long before the painful truth would burst in , slowly and painfully squeezing my heart into a pulp as it squirms defenseless.
Soon enough the house was now in eyesight , snapping me out of my thoughts as I began focusing on the road before driving into the driveway and into the garage, parking my bike before opening the door to walk towards the lounge .
" hi Jordan !" scream a very enthusiastic girl " hey Emily " I replied passing the hallway before walking behind the sofa and towards the stairs , as I ran up trying to avoid any form of conversation with people.
After reaching my room I decided it was best to take a shower.
Hot steaming water began running through my hair and shoulders before gliding down the rest of my body as my tensed state slowly subsided into a relaxed one.
" I would never like someone like you " that's what I last told her, that very day I decided to call quits to our friendship , that very day and memory now a constant regret .
" I'm so hopeless " I repeated in a whisper drying off before making my way out of the conjoined bathroom " still very hopeless " I remarked in a gruff voice as I continued walking towards the draws, where I usually kept my visual arts journal.
Pulling the draw open as I picked it up , and began walking back towards the bed , plunging down on the edge as I began scanning through.
Each page was precious ; holding the memories I missed having; each page a constant reminder of something I took for granted " pathetic " I whispered " I'm very pathetic......... and I'm sorry jasmine " I continued to whisper , as a certain page came to view .
It was a portrait of jasmine, at our usual hangout at the beach. The last day we would actually sped together; the last time I would get to see her smile.
droplets of tears could be seen along the portrait before turning into a messy fit of tears along with sobs.
Suddenly , the feeling of being in one's embrace caught my attention. Emily crept in, and began hugging me in a attempt to calm me down even if her arms werent big enough to properly wrap around my shoulders .
" what's wrong big bro " Emily asked in between light sobs " nothing " I croaked putting on a weak smile
" stop lying " she stated " no really , there's nothing wrong " I reassured her " your lying and I know you are " she repeated before going quiet .
I tilted my head up to find her in tears , before walking over to her as I held her close crying while constantly repeating the words
' I'm sorry ' and ' it's all my fault ' in mind .
We stood there for awhile, before light snores could be heard " she fell asleep" I whispered gently,
A warm smile streched across my face as I picked her up laying her head against my shoulder before walking across towards her room.
I tucked her in while placing a soft and short loveable kiss against her forehead before walking out , not forgetting to close the door behind me .
" she's asleep ?" Dad asked startling me " ye- yeah , I mean yes " I stuttered " that's good but........ what was all the crying about " he asked unsure and curious .
As I stayed quite for a while trying to think of a good enough lie to tell , ( me being all embarrassed to tell him the truth ).
" it's jasmine isn't it ?" He asked disappointed as I looked at him surprised at how accurate his guess was " how - how did you- " I asked before being interrupted
" I'm your father ! And I know how it is to be young and in love " he stated as I stood there slightly embarrassed and nervous
" I'm just disappointed, that it took you this long to figure it out " he continues " it is disappointing. But I know for a fact that even if I told her this now . She wouldn't be able to return my feelings " I bluntly stated " I'm aware " he responded
" anyway let's go make dinner huh?" He asked changing the topic as I silently listened, giving small nods before following him downstairs to prepare dinner .
YOU ARE READING
Nothing but friends
FantasyWe were friends; best friends to be exact. To him I was only a friend , but to me he was much more then just a friend. Our friendship was great at first but over time it began to fade ..... Little by little we began to loose touch .....
