Camila
It has to be at least 2 in the morning by now.
I thought all this walking around would clear my head and make me feel better but no such luck.
As I look around the street that probably has so much life during the day, I can hear music playing.
To Be Loved (Forever) by The Pentagons is playing from outside one of the old stores I pass by.
It is like the universe is trying to rub it in my face that my life sucks.
I sighed and laid down in the empty street.
I look up at an airplane flying right over me.
I began thinking about all those people up there and how each person has their own individual lives. Each person up there has their own thoughts, feelings and memories.
If I stayed here and didn't move someone driving could take all of my thoughts, feelings, and memories away from me.
I don't know how I feel about that.
I know that I deserve more than what this life has offered me so far.
I could still have so much time left to find my peace.
Looking up at the stars I find what sees to be the big dipper. Tracing out the stars with my eyes seems to be peaceful and I forget about my problems for a second.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I jumped at the voice and Jack was running towards me.
"Just leave me alone." I coldly spoke, hearing a car engine but it sounds faint.
"No, come on Camila let's just talk-"
"I-I don't want to." I slowly close my eyes hoping that once I open them he will be gone.
"Get the fuck out of the street, you're gonna get hit Camila-"
"Don't touch me!" My eyes flew open and I yelled shaking away his grip on my arm.
"Camila stop you're going to get hurt-"
"Jack leave me alone, go back home to Lauren." I close my eyes again trying to focus on the song I was listening to earlier.
"You're my home, Camila don't do this. Just come on I will fucking pick you up and carry you to my car if you don't stop-"
I felt a lump form in my throat and I knew tears would escape my eyes the moment I opened them.
I start blocking out Jack yelling at me and think about the stars and the music. I just want this pain to end.
I hear what sounds like a car engine creeping towards me and I assume Jack had left.
I sigh with relief.
In one quick motion, I'm lifted off the street. I felt I was being suffocated by warm, comforting arms that feel all too familiar.
My eyes popped open and Jack is holding me tight while a car flies past us.
"Let go! I didn't ask for you to save me!" I scream jumping out of his arms and landing on my feet.
"I don't need your permission to save your life! I couldn't live with myself if I ever let something like that happen to you!" He yelled back.
I try holding back tears, but it doesn't work.
I am standing in front of him sobbing, trying to be angry at him.
"I just want the fucking pain to stop." My voice cracks.
Jack sighed and moved towards me. "Can I hug you?"
I nod my head and he wraps his arms around me.
I wish Jack and I could just start over.
But we can't.
I back away from Jack and try to collect myself.
"Look what you saw with me and Lauren, it wasn't what you think."
I didn't want to have this conversation, I wish the image of her in his clothes could be wiped away from my memory.
"I wouldn't do that to yo-" he said.
"Why did you come find me? Why do you care?" I asked looking down at his hands.
"And what happened to your hands?" I stare at his bruised knuckles, that are caked with dried up blood.
Jack
Do I tell her the truth?
"I- I had to come find you, I was worried." I I was caught off guard with her sudden harsh tone and trying to avoid the question about my hands.
"Answer the question about your hands." She demanded.
Even when she is in pain, she still worries about me. I don't think I will ever deserve her.
"Look, it's nothing. I just had to take care of something." I sigh, trying to brush it off.
If I tell her about beating the living shit out of Beau before coming to find her, I don't think she would ever forgive me.
"Jack, tell me the truth." I can tell the anger is building.
I sigh, "It's late, you need to get some sleep, I will tell you in the mor-"
"Answer me!" She yelled.
I was so angry thinking about Beau. I guess I could understand why she didn't tell me. I was just talking shit about him to her face, and then I figure out that this piece of shit wants to trap her into spending the rest of their lives together?
"As someone who gives a fuck about you, I am telling you that your engagement is done. Beau is out of your life."
