The Hardest Truth From You | Book One ✔️

| Three |

| Three |

During lunch, me and Jamie went into the library to catch up on work. The library was less busy than on a regular basis since almost everyone was in the cafeteria.

"Jamie" I paused studying for my geometry quiz. "Do you feel better?

"Why wouldn't I?" Jamie shrugged, then continued taking notes from her textbook.

"You were totally bugged out earlier."

"Trixie irks the hell out of me." Jamie shook her head slowly. "This wasn't the first time she had done this."

I looked at her again. "What do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is she would be on my butt all the time." Jamie laid her pencil on the wooden table.

"I never wanted to tell you this because I thought it may make you upset." She continued talking again. "After Trixie and I broke up, clearly she couldn't take the hint. She'd call me every day, even after I changed my number. She'd harass me, bringing up the times we had sex and saying I used her for it."

I raised an eyebrow. "How come you couldn't just tell her to back off?"

"You think it's that easy to tell her to back off?" Jamie closed her textbook and laid back on her wooden chair. "I've told leave me alone plenty of times. I even blocked her number and everything. Before I just wanted to be friends. Now with all this insane bullshit she's been doing, I don't want anything to do with her."

Jamie looked irritated about the whole Trixie thing. I've knew they've dated freshman and sophomore year, but Jamie didn't tell me why they broke up. All she ever said was they just didn't have the connection anymore and they fell out of love.

I asked, "Why did you guys break up in the first place?"

Jamie hesitated, biting the inside of her cheeks. "The weird thing is she broke up with me first. Then when she realized that she was still in love with me, she came running back to me again. Then two weeks later I broke off the relationship because she was becoming insane."

"What do you mean?"

"She would flip out if I didn't answer her phone calls or her texts. If I talked to another girl, she'd get jealous and not talk to me for the rest of the day. It just seemed like she didn't trust me and I didn't like that. It became worse and we fought constantly because of it." Jamie said as she tapped her fingernails against the table.

She sounded harsh, but at the same token I wouldn't want to date someone like Trixie either. "That's crazy."

"It is crazy. But you want to know the craziest part, my parents loved her. They thought that we had a terrific relationship, but deep down we were just falling out completely."

"So do you hate her?"

Jamie giggled. "I don't hate her. But sometimes I try to forget about her. If I keep thinking about her, I'm never going to move on. When we she broke up with me, it was hard to let it go. Despite her making my time miserable with her, I still had some love for her than she had for me. I was crazy for her."

"I see." I nodded.

"I wanted to do the right thing for myself, though. I wanted to be happy again, to be free again, to not have to worry about who I should talk to or who I glance at. I wanted to be with someone who wasn't on my ass all the time. I wanted to be trusted, to be understood, and to be loved."

"Well, you have me." I grinned, showing that I was the complete opposite of Trixie. In all honesty, I've always trusted Jamie and gave her space when she needed it.