Right my Wrongs

Chapter 12- Intertwined

                                                     Ivy

Spencer's words continue to resonate in my mind, and I find myself lacking the energy to confront Jason. How can I just pretend it never happened? What's even more crazy is the fact that I kissed him! WHY? I just can't seem to shake off this confusion. 

I ask him to drop me off at the back side of the residential area, hoping to avoid raising any suspicion.

From a distance, I see Jason catching my eye, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. Fuck. Am I overdressed? And I don't have any medicines on me. Great.

"Why are you all dolled up?" Jason chuckles.

"No, I'm not," I reply defensively. "What are you doing here?" I inquire, trying to divert his attention.

"The party was really boring. Why did you go to a pharmacist?" he asks.

"Oh... I have a really bad throat," I fake a cough.

"Didn't you get the medicines?" he questions further.

"The medicine I usually take was... uh... out of stock," I lie, hoping it sounds believable.

"Oh," he responds plainly. "You could've taken something similar, then," he suggests.

"Uh... I've been taking that specific medicine since I was a child, and... why don't we go inside? It's freezing out here," I say.

"Yeah, cool," he nods, seemingly satisfied with my explanation.

I lean my head against the door after Jason leaves and I break. I crumble down like a piece of paper...for what? I don't know what stings more...the fact that I just cheated on Jason or that Spencer wants me to pretend like the kiss never happened? Or perhaps it's the realization that I might like Spencer?  I can't deny that we're worlds apart. Spencer has his life together, while I'm just a fucking mess. Melancholy seems to have a hold on me, gently pulling me away from anything that brings true joy. Happiness and I don't seem to go hand in hand.

When I kissed Spencer, I experienced an euphoric explosion. No doubts. No regrets. No ifs or buts. It was pure bliss. And no...I don't think I have felt that way with Jason. Maybe I'm jumping on to conclusions. It's not like I have the balls to walk up to Jason and break up with him just to I can...No, What am I even thinking?

My train of thought derails as I hear the chime of my phone.

"Did you reach home safely?'' The text from an unknown number said. It's obviously Spencer.

"Spencer is that you?'' I reply.

"I'm taking that as a yes. And I'm sorry for what I said today. I know my words were hurtful, but it's the truth. And no, I don't regret kissing you. Not even for a split second," his message read.