School // j.g. c.c.

Thirty

Camila

I walked into Jack's room and Emily was sitting there on Jack's bed talking to him.

"Yeah and then Mike ran off and-and..." She was laughing so hard she could barely put her words into sentences and Jack was laughing too.

Jack stopped once he saw me standing there, and Emily's laughter slowly died down and she turned around and looked at me.

"I-I'm sorry I'll just come back later-"

"No, it's fine. Stay. Emily was just leaving." Jack looked at her.

"Yeah, I have to go pick up lunch. I'll be back in a little bit." Emily smiled at Jack.

I am nothing compared to her, in Jack's eyes and everyone else's.

Emily walked past me without saying anything and then it was just the two of us.

"Sit," Jack motioned for the chair next to his bed.

I quietly sat down and he just stared at me for awhile.

"You know, I'm sorry things happened this way." Jack spoke.

"It's not even your fault. If anything it's my fault." I mumbled the last words, looking down at my hands in my lap.

"How? You weren't even in the car with me the doctors said-"

"The last words I said to you before you got into the accident were I hate you." I cut him off. "God, I would take back everything if I could."

"Why did you say that? Did you really hate me?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"No, I could never hate you. Believe me, I have tried."

He kept his eyebrows furrowed.

"Numerous times I've tried to hate you Jack. You've done so many things that hurt me but I treated you no better these past few months."

"What happened?"

"Emily." I simply replied.

"I want to hear the full story."

"What full story?"

"Of you and I. Everything. We're supposed to best friends....aren't we?"

More than that.

"...Yeah. But other things happened too."

"Emily told me that you and I were just friends..." He trailed off, unsure.

Anger began to boil up inside me, but I pushed the feeling away.

"Who are you going to believe? Me or Emily?" I questioned.

"I....don't know who you are, I'm really sorry. I wish I remembered you. But I don't know you."

I got up, angry. "You know what? Why am I even here. You can just have Emily tell you all about who you spent the past year with."

"Please, don't go-"

"Just come find me when you figure out who you want." I cut him off as my voice was shaking.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry over me." His voice softened.

"I'm crying because you don't know who I am! It's my fault you can't remember anything Jack!" I cried.

His lips were parted and lost for words.

"I'm trying my hardest to remember you but....I-I can't." His voice cracked. "I'm sorry. But please, stay."

"You don't even know me." I reached for the door handle, about to leave.

"No, but I'd like to though."

I paused, and turned to him.

I realized that the first day we met, I said he didn't know me, and he replied with those exact same words.

But I doubt he remembers.

"It's weird," I looked down at my shoes and then looked back up at him. "Those were the exact same first words you said to me on the day we met, when I said you didn't know me."

"Really?"

I slowly nodded.

And then the door opened, and Emily was standing in the doorway.

Jack's eyes shifted between Emily and I, back and forth.

"Uh....I got you lunch." Emily walked over to Jack, handing him a brown plastic bag.

"Um, thank you." He mumbled.

I glanced at him one more time, before leaving the room.

Jack

"So.....what did you guys talk about?" Emily sat on the edge of my bed, and I scooted a little further away.

"You....you lied to me." I looked at Emily.

"About what?" She lightly chuckled.

"Camila."

She furrowed her eyebrows. "She's dating Sam, Jack. Or....she was, you guys were just friends."

"That's not what Camila said." I pointed out.

"Who are you going to believe? Who have you known longer? Me or Camila?"

I slowly furrowed my eyebrows, and all of this was just giving me one big headache.

"I-I don't know." I began massaging my temples.

"Jack-"

"Don't touch me, please." I cut her off as she reached out to touch me.

"Just.....get out, please. I want to be alone." I glanced at her.

"Jack-"

"I want to be alone." I repeated.

"Fine." Emily got up, walking to the door and slamming it behind her.

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I'm working on a new book right now and I was wondering if you guys think I should release the first chapter today...I'm pretty proud of the first chapter and it is quite long.

It's a Justin Bieber story

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