Heartbreak Girl

Chapter 26~ Breaking Up

You know that feeling you have when you want something so bad. Like you are so sure that this will make you happy. Like once you have it in your life, whether it be a person or thing, once you have it you're so sure that you will finally be happy and content. But then once you finally have it, that thing you want so bad, it turns out to be nothing like you thought and you're even more miserable than you were before.

Well, that was me with Lane. I had thought that once we were together, everything would be great. I would finally have the boyfriend that I had been wanting for so long and I would be happy, as happy I was when I made music. That wasn't the case. Sometimes I felt like he just didn't even care to date me, like it was a burden to him.

Lately, he had been distancing himself from me. He barely texted me or even talked to me at school. Whenever I would ask if he wanted to hang out, he would come up with some excuse for not going or coming over. I finally had just given up and I didn't even know what was going on with us anymore.

I sat out on my porch, guitar in hand, just playing around with it. It was my destresser and escape from everything. I was so engrossed in my music that I didn't even notice the car pull up in the driveway, until I heard the door slam. I looked up and saw Mitch walking up to the porch. I couldn't believe it, I hadn't seen him in almost a week, since we had kissed.

"Hey, stranger." I said.

'Hey." He said.

He leaned up against the railing of the porch. Hands in his pockets and he was just looking down. He wanted to talk about something, but he didn't know what to say. Yeah, I had known him long enough to read him that well, it scared me sometimes.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Just had a lot on my mind lately." He said.

"Yeah, me too. Where have you been?"

"Around."

I put my guitar to the side and pointed to the chair next to me.

"Sit down and talk to me." I said.

He sat down, smirking a little at my sassiness. I could be sassy when I wanted to be, but I had learned it from him. That's why he was smiling.

"I honestly don't know where to start," He said.

"Well, what's been on your mind a lot?"

"You," He said, looking at me.

"Oh, really?" I asked.

"Yeah. Jess, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry that I kissed you and that I've caused so many problems for you."

"What are you talking about? What problems?"

"With Lane. I know that we always seem to fight about him and crap. It's just that, I've been jealous of him. Jealous of the fact that you and he are together. That's why I haven't been around much. I've been doing a lot of thinking and I think it's best if maybe I just don't hang out as much with you. I think I should distance myself from you."

My mouth dropped. There was no way that was happening, I couldn't lose him. I couldn't lose my best friend, and over a boy of all things. There was no way I was letting that happen.

"No, absolutely not." I said.

"Jess,"

"No, listen to me. You are and always have been my best friend. If it weren't for you, I never would've stuck with guitar, I wouldn't have gotten over my depression, I would've had anyone to call at 3 am when I couldn't sleep, no one to sit on the roof with and just rant about pointless crap. There is no way that you are leaving because of a stupid boy."