The Summer I Changed | The Summer I Turned Pretty Fanfic

My Love

Jere's POV

When my alarm woke me up I thought I'd find Amanda drooling next to me, but she was gone. I would later find out that she packed her bag and took a car back to Boston hours

before I opened my eyes. On my way out the door I said my goodbyes to everyone except Belly. I might have ignored her on purpose.

I tried calling Amanda on my drive back; no answer.

I tried texting her when I got to work.

Me: Hey, can we talk?

No reply.

When I got home I tried ringing her again, this time she sent me to voicemail. I was pacing the apartment when the phone beeped. "Hey, it's me Jeremiah- Right you know that.

Can we talk about last night please."

I hung up feeling more disappointed than before. I mean we'd hooked up before, it's been a few years sure but we'd never stopped talking. This was different though. She opened

her self up to me, to being truly intimate with me. I didn't want to have that with her if she'd wake up and regret it. I should have told her that instead of just saying no like an

idiot.

My phone beeped with a text, I was heart broken to see it was just Conrad asking if I'm okay. I ignore it. My mind is racing, I want to rush over to her apartment to explain, but I

know her well enough to know she needs to get over the heap of anger she's feeling.

I figured we'd talk tomorrow, but tomorrow came and went with nothing. I sent a few more texts and got nothing back. I was hoping after a week she'd have broke and called me,

but nothing. I am now convinced she's never going to talk go me again.

Conrad asks me to come back for the weekend once more, he wants to have a big 4th of July party and was hoping we could do something to honor mom. I didn't plan on going

back, but he knows I'm a sucker for anything to do with mom. So despite the fact that I never wanted to go back, I am packing.

I call her again while I'm packing my bags. No answer.

It feels like a rock is in my stomach, a boulder sitting in my gut. This feels horrible. I text her before I get in my car.

Me: Look, I'm a fucking jerk. Please Amanda let me explain!

On the drive there I can't even focus on anything except the look on her face when I said no. She didn't look mad, she looked hurt and disappointed. Why did I say no! Stupid! I

ost her anyway! Maybe if I'd said yes she'd sooner forgive me for having sex with her drunk than rejecting her.

I send another text to her while I'm at a red light.

Me: Amanda, you're my best friend please I need to explain myself.

She could get a restraining order at this point.

I make an agreement with myself that once I get to Cousins I will not bother her again for my whole time there. Hopefully if I give her some more space she'll just let me explain

why I said no. How I didn't want to take advantage of her, or how I didn't know if she understood how things would be different.

'Jere!" Belly was the first to run up and hug me. She smelled like Vanilla and mixed berries, it was the most comforting thing I've had in a week. I pull away quickly, looking away