I Remember the Boy (BoyxBoy)

Blame It On Me

Hi guys kind of excited about Jake and Arnold's confrontation let's see who will win against each other's iron of will.

Kind of bloated from my dinner burp (excuse me hehe)

Picture of Arnold Saavedra on the right=====>>>>>

Song is Blame by Tiago Iorc

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CHAPTER TWELVE

Arnold's POV

I still can't believe that after all this time, after all the fun we've had, he still wants me to stay away from him.

I was at a loss for words as I looked at his expressionless face, unsure how to respond.

He was about to step out of my car when my hand moved automatically, as if it had a mind of its own, stopping him from walking away.

"So you mean to say that you still want me to stay away from you?" I asked, gauging his reaction. I tried to look him in the eyes, but he avoided making eye contact.

I couldn't help but grab a strand of my hair, trying to control myself from exploding because I could feel it coming—any minute now, I might lose it.

"You promised, Arnold, and I hope you will honor that promise. This is actually for the best," he said, still avoiding my gaze.

I felt my blood rush to my head when he said that. "Bullshit, Jake! What do you mean, 'it's for the best'?" I cursed loudly because it didn't make sense to me, and I saw him stiffen from my sudden outburst.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself because I could tell I was scaring him by the way he was looking at me.

"We're two different people, Arnold. I know my place," he said, looking at his shoes, careful with his words.

"Jake, I'm just a simple guy. I'm just like everybody else; I like to have friends," I said calmly this time.

"Sorry, Arnold. I've already made my decision, and I hope you can respect it," he said, smiling bitterly, then pulled his hand away from mine.

"You know what I don't understand?" I said, as he started walking away.

"What I don't understand is, why are you running away from something that you want? And don't deny it, Jake—we have a connection," I asked, completely confused.

"You're wrong, Arnold. It's not always about you. This time, it's my decision to stay away from you," he said bitterly.

"You're a coward, Jake," I barely whispered, and I saw him flinch upon hearing those words.

Finally, he turned around and looked at me. I saw tears running down his face, though he was trying to hide them.

"You are absolutely right, Arnold. I'm a spineless coward. I'm scared that because of me, you might get into trouble again. All the people who've gotten close to me have ended up in bad situations, just like when you almost got kicked out because of me. I don't want that to happen again," he said, finally letting his tears flow freely.

"Have you forgotten that, because of you, I was able to clear my name?" I asked him, as he clearly seemed to have forgotten that he testified on my behalf.

"And I'm the main reason why you got into that mess in the first place," Jake said.

"Jake, don't you ever blame yourself. You were the victim here. You don't have to shoulder all the blame. It's not your fault. If you're going to blame anyone, blame me instead. It was my actions that got me into that mess. If something bad happens to me for wanting to be friends with you, then blame me," I said, smiling as I wiped the tears from his face.