Chapped {h.g}

{13}

February 12th @2:57 pm

I stood in the hallway, looking at the doors where Jerome had currently went through. I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around to see Hayes.

"C'mon Jordyn. He doesn't deserve you", he said. I shook my head and shrugged his arm off of my shoulder.

"No Hayes. I don't deserve him. I truly don't", I said softly, looking at him.

"He's just jealous, Jo-", I interrupted him and shook my head more fiercely.

"You're pathetic", he looked taken back as I said that. He took a step back from me and squinted his eyes, letting out a laugh.

"You know what, Jordyn. We'll present our project, but then I'm done. I'm done with you. I'm done talking to you", he said harshly. He then held out his phone. "Here. Call your mom to pick you up".

I shook my head and turned my back, walking out the school doors.

I will not cry, I told myself. I will not cry. I need to be strong and not cry over somebody who's not worth it.

As I began to walk off toward the direction of my house, a car pulled up next to me. Hayes' brother, Nash, and his girlfriend were in the car.

"Hey Jordyn. What are you doing out here?", I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Well, where's Hayes?", Nash asked.

"In the school", I told him. I could feel myself about to break down any minute.

"Well why isn't he out here with you?", I wish he'd stop asking questions.

"I don't know", I snapped.

Nash and his girlfriend, Emma, both looked at each other.

"Well, I have to go", I told them.

"What did Hayes do to you, Jordyn?", Emma had asked me. I shook my head.

"Nothing. I just want to go home", I told her.

"Hop in the car. You're not walking", Nash said.

"My house isn't far from here".

"I don't care. Just get in the car", he said.

"You can't make me", I told him.

"You are a very stubborn girl", he laughed. I just stared at him. "I'm going to look for Hayes. Emma, talk to Jordyn", she nodded and stepped out of the car.

I could see Nash making his way into the school as Emma stood by me, also looking at him. She then looked at me.

"Boys are confusing, huh?", I nodded and sighed.

"I just wish I could start over with everything. I would still be Jerome's friend and I would go back to just imagining myself with Hayes. It was easier that way", I told her.

"It's kind that you would do that for a friend", she said. "It will get easier, Jordyn", I shook my head.

"I don't think so. Both Jerome and Hayes hate me, and I actually hate myself right now, too".

"They don't hate you. Just talk to them".

"I have. It's no use. They both just don't understand my predicament. It's like their saying I have to pick one over the other, and I can't do that. I just can't", I said, tears forming in my eyes.

"If they're real friends, they won't make you choose", Nash and Hayes walked out of the school as she said that. I whispered a "shh" and looked at the ground.

When they arrived at the car, Hayes hopped in the back and slammed the car door shut. Before Nash opened the door, he said; "I tried to knock some sense into him". He then got in the car, along with Emma.

Emma nodded at me and gestured her head to the backseat and mouthed; "it'll be okay". I nodded and slowly got into the backseat, not looking anywhere but out the window.

The car ride was awkward and held so much tension between Hayes and I. I didn't know what to say or do so I continued to look out the window.

Through the corner of my eye I noticed Hayes looking at me. I looked at my lap and a single tear slipped down my cheek, not realizing that it had until Hayes wiped it away with his thumb. I continued staring down at my lap. He then put his hand over mine.

"Jordyn", he whispered. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry".

I removed his hand from my own. And scooted closer towards the window.

"Jordyn, please".

"I don't ... want to talk to you". I noticed Nash was looking at us l through the mirror.

Hayes looked at me, began to speak, but then just looked at the floorboard.

Why do I even care or want Hayes to like me? He's not as special as I use to think he was. It was so much easier when I use to imagine us being together, but now that we are in the same car, less than five inches apart, it's not as great as I imagined it. This isn't worth it. Losing my best friend was not worth this. I turned to Hayes Before I realized what I was saying, my mouth was already saying things uncontrollably.

"You think every girl wants you, and if they get you, they're lucky to have you. It's never the other way around. They'll do anything you want just so you won't breakup with them. Did you know you were like that, Hayes? I didn't until-".

"Jordyn, what're you talking about?"

"You saying Jerome doesn't deserve me is a lie. I don't deserve him. For the past months I've followed you around like you were some type of God and I didn't even realize what I had done to Jerome. I left him for you. For you". I stared at him trying to see what expression his face held. Nothing. He doesn't care. He doesn't care about anything I'm saying.

I let out a laugh. "Forget it. Why am I wasting my time?".

"Jordyn-", as he began to speak, I noticed we pulled up in my driveway.

"Thank you guys", I said to Nash and Emma. Nash nodded and Emma sent me a small smile.

I walked away from the car, not looking behind me, walking away from the person that caused this mess, and changing the person who fell for the mess.

Wait . . . my chapstick.

(a/n); I was tired so don't know if this makes sense tbh