Wildflower: Janoskian Fanfiction

Chapter 10

*Beau's POV night before*

"Than why didn't you let me die in the goddamn fire?" The words stung like venom as they hit my ear. My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe it.

"Molly, is that you?" It was a stupid question. I damn well knew it was her. "Molly, please come back." I heard nothing. "Molly, please I didn't mean what I said!" Still nothing. "MOLLY!"

"Beau! It's James."

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST LET HAPPEN?!" I screamed into the phone. Cold sweat started to form underneath my clothes. I was getting light headed and my hands started shaking so bad I could barely hold the phone. What have I done?

"Mate.....she was listening in on the conversation...we were hoping to convince you to ask her out...it didn't really work," he confessed. That idiot!

"OF COURSE IT DIDN'T WORK!" I could feel myself about to cry, and I wasn't about to deal with it.

"We're so sorry mate, I swear if we had known...." Skip announced.

"She's really tore up about it, mate," Jai said. My brother is the only one that doesn't seem to be on my side.

"Oh really Jai?! What was your first fucking clue?!" I retorted.

There was silence on the other end.I tried to hold back tears, but they still came through in whimpers. "How could I do this?" I mumbled to myself. "I'm an idiot..."

Skip continued. "Did you really mean what you said mate?" He sounded concerned, like a hurt child.

I didn't have the energy to be angry anymore. I just wanted to talk to Molly. "No, of course not Skip. I was thinking about it, but I just don't want to see her leave if I fall for her." I wiped my eye, a tear threatening to fall. "Now I've fallen for her and I won't even have the chance to be with her."

The awkward silence continued, and I sat there, with my head in my hand, and the phone resting on the bed. "I think I'm gonna go guys. I need to think."

A series of "Alright, mates" came from the other end. I then thought for a minute, and realized I hadn't heard from Luke the entire conversation.

"Wait, where's Luke?" I asked.

It got quiet again.

"Bathroom," James answered quickly. "He had to go to the bathroom."

"Oh, alright." I dismissed the curiousity. Luke did have a tiny bladder. I then hung up.

My temples were beating against my head like drum mallets. I tried rubbing them gently, but that didn't work. I was too worked up about Molly to do anything gently. My head hit the pillow as I looked for some kind of relief. Nothing helped.

I picked up my phone, hoping to call her, but we never exchanged numbers. Dammit!

My body grew tense as I laid there. Molly kept reappearing in my mind, no matter how many times I tried desperatly to drive her out. I tried to think of anything that would help.

I tried to think about our next video, but all I could think of was if Molly would think it were funny. Other girls maybe? No, that was even worse. I just ended up comparing them to her. Then I thought of going home, but all I could picture was Jacob's house, and Molly inside it.

I shouldn't have said that, I thought to myself. I didn't mean it, and I know I didn't mean it.

*Molly's POV, after Luke leaves*

The sun hit my closed eyes, and slowly pried them open with it's stream of light. My feet hit the ground and I started my morning stretches, and looked out the window.