Street Lights || Sim Jake

22 ¦ Senior Gang

"He was going to kiss you?" Incredulous, Jake turned to me as we pulled up in front of my grandmother's house. I couldn't help it, and my stomach tingled all over as I thought back to that moment. A jolt of electricity went through my body as the Spaniard nudged me, as I lowered my gaze in concentration.

"Yeah, he was going to. I managed to catch myself though." Annoyed, my friend slumped down in his seat and closed his eyes briefly as he put his head back in his neck. "I told that Bambi not to even try it."

I was about to unbuckle my seat belt when I paused because I was interested in what Jake Heeseung had said. "What do you mean?"

"I knew that if Aleyshia dropped him, he would then try you. He's been keeping you warm all this time because then he'll have someone to vent his frustrations on. He still doesn't want anything from you, Stel. I'm so sorry, but he just wants to use you as a band-aid."

"That's what I thought...", I gave out quietly as I gratefully looked at Jake. "Thanks for the ride, and take care at practice." I twisted my lips into a mischievous grin as I treated him like he was a little kid.

"You got it, Mom." Number 81 winked at me and laughing, I left his car. For once today, I was taking the day off. Jake had also thought that I should take a break today.

I had been working in The Sim every night for the past week and actually I wanted to get through it as quickly as I could because I finally wanted the money. I wanted to help my Abuela as soon as possible, but today I decided to have an evening to myself. I would probably take care of the garden and then myself later.

TimeSkip:

Purely out of habit, I had showered again today and I just rubbed a wonderfully fragrant lotion over my light brown skin. I was never someone who did this every day, because I was usually much too lazy for it, but today I had taken the time to do so.

My legs were very soft when I ran over them, since the lotion was not yet completely distributed. Yes, I had forced myself to wax my legs again and now in hindsight I really regretted it. My neighbors probably thought someone was out to murder me.

Even though I had been struggling for the last hour, I couldn't deny that the feeling of slipping into pants or lying in bed was quite great when you had no hair on your legs or body in general.

I slipped into a pair of leggings and pulled on a sports bra as I then covered it with a sweatshirt jacket. Even though I would have preferred to go to bed now, I stomped down the stairs and condemned myself to doing the dishes since I hadn't gotten around to it yet.

My sigh was louder than the radio and I almost missed the front doorbell. Confused and unaware, I tilted my head as I wondered to myself if it had really rung. The doorbell rang again and I placed the dried plate on the counter next to the sink.

Barefoot, I walked down the hall and stretched up to look through the peephole. I recognized Gray hair and my heart began to race. What should I do now?

The doorbell rang again and I heard Heeseung's sigh as he was apparently no longer sure whether I was home or not. I pressed my lips together and put my hand on the door handle. I hesitated. Should I really open the door?

He wanted to talk to me. Since, even though I was burning up my feelings for him, I still liked him as my best friend too, I decided to open the door. I would listen to what he had to say, but I didn't want him to get too close to me. Jake's words stuck in my head and I was quite happy about that.

When the gray-haired man realized I had opened up to him and looked at him sheepishly, he swallowed. "Hey." "Hi," I whispered, swaying from one foot to the other. "You disappeared right after school, and I meant it. I really want to talk to you."

Extremely hesitant, I took a step to the side and gestured for my crush to enter. He recognized my invitation and stepped past me into the hallway, where he looked around. He knew this house inside and out. Why was he staring around now?

"Where's Abuela?" I clenched my hands into fists behind my back, but I was good at controlling my hatred. He really hadn't listened to shit I said then. "Out with her senior gang," I lied then, walking past him.

He followed me into the living room and squatted in the exact same spot Jake had last night. For a brief moment, I thought I saw black hair on Heeseung's head, but I shook my head. "So. What do you want to talk about?"

With time, I was able to get a pretty good grip on myself and didn't seem too nervous in front of Heeseung anymore. "Aleyshia dumped me yesterday," he muttered glumly, fixing his fingers on his lap. "That really hurts..." he added, and I didn't know what he wanted me to say.

"I'm sure it does. It must hurt like hell if you tried to kiss me this morning," I grumbled, pulling my legs close to me. Heeseung's head lifted and apologetically his big eyes glittered at me. "I shouldn't have done that. I'm so confused right now. I feel like I've blocked out who I really want because of Aleyshia."

His voice sounded serious and was firm, but at the same time he seemed rather shaky. A big knot formed in my throat and I felt warm all over. Jake had said this wasn't real. Heeseung didn't want anything from me. I kept telling myself that as Heeseung indirectly buttered me up.

"I know it's not appropriate to throw myself at you right now, but when she broke up with me yesterday, I realized overnight as I thought about her, about me, and about your feelings for me, that all I really ever wanted was to be with you."

My heart began to flutter and I became quite uncomfortable with it all. His words felt so real. He made me burn inside. Not out of anger. No, out of desire and hope. I squinted over at him in love, but averted my gaze when I noticed Heeseung moving a little closer.

"It was always you. I was just too blind and stupid." I felt his fingers brush a damp strand of my freshly washed hair behind my ear and he looked at me intensly. "You don't have to say anything about it, and we shouldn't rush into it, but I just want you to know that I feel the same."

This was getting to be too much for me and I jumped off the couch, pulling away from Heeseung and rubbing my face in overwhelm. "It hurts me, Heeseung."

My squeaky, suddenly tired voice filled the room miserably. Heeseung rose as well and followed me, wanting to wrap his arms around me and press me against him. "I know. I'm so sorry, Estela. I was so blin-"

"No." Angry, I pushed him away from me and looked coldly into his face. "It hurts me that you just want to use me now." His expression was blank and a little shocked at the same time. He hadn't expected this reaction.

"I'm not stupid, Heeseung. You never liked me like I liked you. Why should that have changed overnight now?" "Stel-" I raised my hand. How dare he call me that?

"Go. Heeseung, it's best if you just go. You're only confusing me more with your games, and on top of that, you're destroying my sympathy for you. You're just showing me with this play why I should banish you from my life."

Staring at me in shock, he watched as I tensely tried not to cry. When his brain finally caught up with the situation, he turned away from me, muttered a soft bye, and left me completely distraught. When I heard the front door slam, I automatically ran to my cell phone and dialed a number with glazed eyes.

Jake.

A/N: This motherf-