Moving on

10. Another Date Ruined?...

"The halfpipe?" I ask, scrunching my nose. What was there to do here that was fun besides sit on a bench? And skate, but I don't skate. Well, Piper and I tried once, but lets just say that having a sprained ankle at age 10 isn't exactly ideal. 

"I thought I could teach you how to board." Jayce explains, grabbing his skateboard out of the trunk of his car. I had to try really hard not to show my disappointment. Skateboarding? Really? Memories of that aren't so great. But I didn't really have the right to be upset considering he asked if I wanted to do anything specifically and I said no. 

"Oh shit. You hate it, this was stupid." He says, face palming himself and putting the board back in his trunk.

"N-no! Jayce, relax. I'm just new to it is all." I assure, grabbing his arm to prevent him from going back in the car.

"You don't have to lie to me Skylar, I can see your disappointment just fine." He says, glaring. Shit, now he's angry.

"I'm fine with it. Really." I say, trying to convince him. He just shakes his head and yanks his arm away from mine.

"I already know you don't want to be here Skylar so stop lying. Just get in the damn car and quit lying." He orders, walking to the driver side. Oh no he didn't.

"Watch your mouth Jayce! I was trying to be a good girlfriend and go along with this!" I say, anger rising. His rises higher and he clenches his fist again. Good. Get angry you asshole.

"If you were a good girlfriend, you wouldn't have made a face like I brought you to the junkyard!" he counters.

"I indirectly apologized for that and said I was fine with it!"

"Why couldn't you just get in the car when I told you to?!"

"Because I told you I won't be controlled by you like I'm a puppet!"

"Stop being difficult Skylar!"

"Stop being an asshole! You need to control your temper instead of trying to control me!"

"Maybe you need to stop telling me what to do!"

"Gee why does that sound familiar?!" I shout, blinded by fury. I growl in frustration and pull at my hair to prevent from punching him. We were supposed to be on a date and he had to ruin it with his damn anger issues. Sometimes he just reminded me of the Beast from Beauty and the Beast.

"You know what? I'm leaving." He says finally, getting into his car and starting the engine. I widen my eyes and gasp.

"You're just going to leave me here?!" I ask, knocking on his window.

"You're clearly not getting into the car." He says with a shrug, looking satisfied with my expression. I will myself not to cry and instead put on a brave face. I will not be so weakened by a guy. I watch as he pulls away and once I'm sure he's gone, I drop to the concrete floor and slowly start to let my tears fall. How could he be such a jerk?! He left me here without a ride home! Sure, I don't live miles away, but still!

I sigh,trying to stall my tears. Maybe this is for the best. It's not healthy to be in this kind of relationship anyways. Ladies and gentlemen, my Friday.

Shaking my head, I pull out my phone from my bag and swipe it open.

I blink back another tear. Stupid Jayce.

I swipe to open a message with Darrin. I see a tear fall on my screen but don't even bother to wipe it away.

'I'm at the halfpipe. Do you think you can give me a ride home? I didn't drive here and I don't feel like walking.' I type, but before I can hit send, I hear a car coming toward me and don't know what to think when I see Jayce's silver Corolla pull up in front of me. His face holds regret and his beautiful ocean eyes are tired.

He opens the door and steps out, hand in his pockets, meeting my gaze ever so slowly. I get up from off the floor and thank god I stopped crying seconds ago.

He starts to come closer to me, but I flinch and move back involuntarily. He looks hurt, but nods, staying where he is to show me he means no harm. My breathing is heavy as I anxiously wait for him to say something.

"Skye, I- I'm so sorry. I'm an idiot." He says, looking down. I don't know what to say. Maybe he treated me this way because I forgave him so easily last time. Then again, he didn't break any of the promises he made. He said he wouldn't control me or mention his exes. Okay so he might've tried to control me, but it wasn't as crazy as before because in the end I did what I wanted.

"Are you really sorry?" I ask sarcastically. He winces at my tone and volume, but nods, knowing he deserved that one.

"I really am Skye, I swear. I just- I-you're right." he sighs in frustration, taking his hand out of pockets to run them through his hair.

"I'm right?"

"I need to control my temper and I need to stop trying to control you." he says softly, hesitantly looking into my eyes. Ugh those beautiful aqua eyes are so unfair. He notices my lack of response and bravely takes another step towards me.

"Skye, I can't promise you I won't mess up. The truth is, you could leave me now and be with someone much better. Someone like Darrin." He sighs, voice hardening. He takes a pause to scan my reaction. I'm sporting a small scowl and my eyebrows are furrowed. I don't know how to respond exactly. He didn't seem accusing at the mention of Darrin. Just upset and weak. Plus the thought of me and Darrin was slightly sickening. 

"But I don't want you to. I want you to deal with me and my problems because what I can promise you is that I will do the same for you because you'll have your fair share of mess ups too. I want us. I never really had a serious relationship before, but I told myself the next girl I met would be different. That I would actually try. I can promise you that." He says, stroking my face ever so lightly. I feel my heart do a flutter and my brain is haywire now. That was so sweet I couldn't help but swoon a bit. I bite my lip and walk closer to him and give him a hug. He sighs in relief and pulls me so close, not even a penny could squirm its way between us right now because of my vice grip. I bury my face in his neck.

"Please don't make me regret this Rocket Boy." I plead, increasing my grip.

"I won't Skye. I'll make sure of it." He assures, rubbing circles on my back. I realize I dropped my phone when I got up to hug him and apparently he did too because he pulled away from me to get it. He frowns and I see him making that face that I've recently deciphered means he's struggling not to go ape shit about something. Shit! I left it unlocked and it was my text to Darrin. I scan his reaction hesitantly and he sucks in a breath before shutting his eyes and calming himself down.

"Why Darrin?" He asks, trying not to sound mad, but I can tell he is. "Why not that other guy? The one you eat lunch with, Kenny? Or that one girl from the bowling alley? Melanie?" he asks, handing me my phone back.

"I'm not as close to Melanie, and Kenny can't drive yet." I answer softly, not sure what to expect from him.

"You know what? No. I have no right to be upset. I'm the one that left you like an idiot knowing you didn't have a car here." He says, running his hand through his hair. I smile so wide, it hurts. This is progress. He could've blown his top off but he didn't. For me! I lock my phone and slip it into my bag, moving closer to Jayce. He's a bit taller than me, but only barely. I look right into his beautiful aqua eyes and then his lips, hoping he gets the message.

He smiles back, seeming pleasantly surprised where the day has taken us. He leans down to me, connecting our lips and I close my eyes with a hum. It was over after a few seconds, being just a small peck, but it still had me smiling. Maybe it would be worth it after all seeing as he was smiling too, connecting our foreheads afterwards.

"I bet you don't do that with Darrin, right?" He asks victoriously. I giggle and kiss him again once more as an answer.