Innocent ✔️

Fifty one

Anastasia's point of view

I sighed and threw my head back, annoyed by everyone around me. Nina was sitting next to me, her eyes glued on the phone screen in one hand and a red cup in her other. She finally looked up and frown "bored?"

I nodded. It was true, I wasn't someone to party and being here was something I can't change. I was going to serve before but Nina told me that she doesn't want to stay alone and forced me to stay with her. It's not that I don't want to because to be honest, serving drunk people will never be something I would like to do but at least I had something to do to pass the time instead of just not doing anything and sit here watching everyone having fun around me and hoping to be one of them.

"Me too. Jonathan's parties are always boring." She groaned. "Jess seems like she is having fun." She giggled and pointed behind me. I looked at where her index directed me and saw Jess kissing a girl. I giggled at Nina's comment. "She always finds someone to mess around with." I laughed and shook my head.

Jess's words from earlier kept ringing in my brain which scared me. They both think staying here is something that I want, it's not. I made a choice and I'm living the consequences. They don't know and will never know how much Kyle means to me. He is the reason why I am here and I will stay here unless I can go back with him.

"What's on your mind?" Nina asked.

"Nothing really." I softly said.

"You can tell me!" She said, clearly wanting to know.

"Just thinking about everything." I said.

"About Jackson?" She added onto my pressure to spill it out.

"Sort of. More like about what Jess said earlier." I said. "I mean I love Jackson and all but I spent too much time in my life trying to find excuses for people that hurt me to keep myself sane and I'm just tired." I looked down at my hand. "Jackson was the only one that made me forget about it all for a second and smiled without having to fake it."

She looked at me as if she was understanding everything I was saying which I didn't expect her to. I expected no one to understand what I've been through just because they didn't live life as bad as I did.

"He was the only one I loved this way. He was my first at everything and having him being the only source of happiness and love made me get so attached to him but when I realized that he has been with another girl and was going to be the reason of my brother leaving made me feel like all the love he was making me have was fake." I started. "I know all this drama I'm doing is for nothing but I guess I reacted like that just because I had it all kept in for years, the anger I had was kept in me for years, the hate of so many people too. Before him doing so I knew one more scratch on me would make me die just because I was still so fragile and it just took his action to explode." I explained.

"Yeah, I understand." She smirked looking behind me. I turned to look behind me wanting to see who she was looking at. My heart skipped a beat at him standing in front of me. I looked back at her to see if she could see him to, somehow I had to make sure I wasn't hallucinating but she looked at me with a smirk, got up and gave me a small wink before walking away.

I bit my lip and looked back at him. I couldn't just not look at him. I missed him so much to not have a chance to examine him and loose it. His features were shining because of the small lights of the lights in the room hitting his face. Everything around him was blurry and didn't matter. He softly smiled and walked closer bringing my heart pace to quicken.

"Hey Ana." I heard his voice said.

"Jackson." I almost ran in his arms and hugged him but stayed in place, watching him closely. I could see how unsure he was, not wanting to do anything wrong so I walked closer to him, formed my arms around his neck and hugged him. I knew he heard everything I said to Nina and for some reason I was happy he did. Those were the things I wanted to tell him face to face but would have never had the courage to say them if I knew he was listening. I am glad he knows how I feel now and it gave him the choice between understanding and just walking back to where he came from.