chapter 3: MISTAKES

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SONG- how to never stop being sad- dandelion hands

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JUSTIN~

"Keila, I think that you don't see just how great you are...I think that you don't know what it's like to be treated the way you should. I only met you last night, and I can already tell how amazing you are."

I intently watched her reaction after those words came out of my mouth. I could tell she was guarded, that she wasn't one to just let anyone into her heart. But I was determined to break down her walls. I needed to know about this girl and why she wouldn't leave my thoughts. What exactly was it that was so different about her? I made sure that somehow, I would find that out.

She looked down, her hair falling to shield her face. I inwardly hoped that things wouldn't be awkward after confessing what I just had to her. She finally looked up at me, shaking her head slightly.

"I don't get it," she mumbled. "I don't get why you're so nice to me. You don't even know me," she continued, looking down at her hands once again. She began to mess with the rings on her hands to distract herself, I'm assuming.

I shook my head. "I don't get it either," I mumbled back. "There's just something about you, I guess. And I hope that I get to find out what that is," I smiled slightly, tilting her chin up so she would look at me. Her eyes quickly darted away from mine, avoiding eye contact. She slowly moved away from me, looking slightly panicked.

"What's wrong?" I asked, wondering why she had a sudden change of attitude. She quickly shook her head in response.

"Please stop," she whispered. I furrowed my brows.

"Stop what?" I questioned her.

"Stop being so nice to me. Trust me, I will just cause more problems in your life. I have too much baggage. You don't want that," she said, keeping her head down while she spoke to me. "I can't let you take this any farther. We can we friends, but that's it."

My face dropped. Why was she so intent on not letting me in? That just made me want to break down her walls even more. What was she so worried about?

"I don't get it, Keila," I said, looking down at her. "What are you so afraid of?"

"I-I don't know," she mumbled back to me, "I don't need another person in my life leaving. Don't keep you safe." She continued. 

This girl was making my head spin. Hearing her say those words and watching her face while she admitted that to me made everything click into place. I was beginning to understand why she was closing herself off, but there had to be more. There had to be something more personal, something deeper. She obviously had been hurt before, and I had saw it happen. She just got out of a relationship that obviously wasn't the best, but I couldn't help but think there had to be more. 

"I'm not going to hurt you," I spoke up and told her, finally breaking the silence. "Never intentionally at least," I finished. I was still trying to figure out myself why I had instantly become so obsessed with this girl. 

"That's what they all say," she mumbled to herself, thinking I didn't hear her, but I did. Why wouldn't she just let me in already? Clearly I was making an effort. I usually NEVER had to make this much of an effort to get with girls, and it was starting to make me frustrated. 

"Can't you see that I'm trying? I'm trying to get you to trust me. I am trying to show you how great I think you are. But you keep shutting me down," I shook my head, finally getting fed up. "What the hell is it you want me to say to you Keila? I'm fucking trying, isn't that enough?" I finally snapped, my anger getting the best of me.

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