Love from paris

Chapter 12

LUNA'S POV

"Jake?" I call out.

Startled he jolts awake slowly sliding and the crashing to the ground.

"Jake!" I yell.

"Are you ok!?"

He groans. And then rubs his ribs.

"Fine." He cuts his eyes at me.

"What's wrong?"

He gets up sawing before steadying himself.

"Oh you no besides the fact I just fell from a tree?"

"We'll ya" I chuckle.

The sides of his mouth curl up. And then quickly masked by a frown.

"I guess I wasn't enough for you" he says turning.

"Jake, we had just met."

"I thought we had a chance... I thought I was different for you as you were for me."

I sigh frustrated "we'll I guess someone else beat you to it."

His face darkens. I realize I was being rude. He likes me and i am rubbing my boyfriend in his face. Speaking of which.

"Luna?"

I turn and it's Jason. The one person who I didn't want to be here.

"Hey, babe. Ill be there In a sec." I say

"Is this guy bothering you?" Jason says.

"I said I'll be there in a god damn minute!"

"what ever." Jason says masking his hurt.

I turn back to jake.

"thats what you chose over me?" he sarcasticaly says

"some american sweet talking hick?"

"That hick, happens to be my boyfriend"

he looks away. "ya i noticed."

i sigh "look, ik that we had a connection but it was a flame that was quickly smotherd by a bigger fire. if you catch my drift you'd understand and realize you have to move on because what we had was nothing."

with one last glance i turn around and walk back towards the picnic.

"Luna!" i hear jake yell

"Luna, please come back!"

a tear streams down my face. why now, why now that i found someone who likes me who accepts me is there another one who does equally. its not fair, but i knew that me and jake would never work out. me and jason we were ment to be together. atleast thats what i plan on telling myself for now.