Offensive J.G.

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Priyas POV

Jack walks back into the living room and sets my ankle down on top of a pillow. He sits down on the coffee table and begins rubbing around the wounded area.

"I've been thinking." He starts off, "Maybe you should just, uh, quit college?" He suggests.

I pull my ankle from him, almost regretting it from a shock of pain.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Yes, I mean," he pauses, "look, Priya, people have been talking about you, and you haven't been going to school lately. Also, last night you got out of bed and went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water," I begin to tear up.

"You were mumbling to yourself, and crying. You were saying how you couldn't take it much longer, that the stress was getting bigger." Silence, "You know Priya, talking to yourself out loud is a sign of stress."

I stay silent, for I am completely shock.

"I'm worried about you-" I cut him off.

"Then don't be!" I yell.

"What?" He acts surprise by my out burst.

"Never do I ever want to be with someone who questions my strength! Jack Finnegan Gilinsky, open your ways and stop being your parents! You don't even attend your college classes anymore! Up until now, you were just a party sex freak!" I shout.

Now he is the silent one.

"Yes, I am stressed! But no will I quit. Not now, not ever! I am a strong female who can pull through this, and if you think about doubting me once more, th-then leave!" I shout once more.

"Priya, you should be the one opening your eyes! Also, you should start listening to yourself. You sound ridiculous!" He says before slamming the apartment door shut.

I sit in silence and all I can think is, he'll be back.

It's been hours since Jack left; and no one has seen him. I've been trying to call, but you've guessed it; no answer.

Me not knowing where he is has been stressing me out more. Now I'm worried.

I hear the door knob wiggle so whip my head in that direction; there standing in my door frame, was Jack.

"Where did you go!" I scream.

"Woah, no hello?" He chuckles and sits down on the couch.

"Where have you been!" I demand to know.

"The lake, now chill out will ya. I want to say something to you." He pats the couch down next to him, so, I take a seat.

"I am sorry I am not an easy person to want." He says.

I look at him surprised.

"Who said I wanted easy? I don't crave easy; I crave goddamn difficult." I say back as I hold onto his hand tightly.

"Priya, I love you." He says.

"I love you, Jack." I say as he lightly pulls my face to his and places a long soft kiss upon my lips.