A/N you guys are gonna hate me. Short chapter.
JESSICA♡
2 weeks later....
Today is dad's funeral. I look myself in the mirror. My black dress with heels. My hair was straightened. I had black bags under my eyes. As the foundation covered them. My lips were slightly cracked. My eyes alittle red.
I've been broken.
"Jess are you ready?" My mom asked me from my bedroom door.
"Yes." I whisper and open the door. My mom was also dressed in black with Amy in her arms.
After the ceremony I stayed behinded. I sat at the big oak tree next to my dad's grave. A tear escaped my eye. I've been avoiding everyone. Even Ruben.
I felt as my life was over.
I felt someone hug me from behind. I turn around and hug that person back. I cry into their chest. I look up to see Ruben.
We stayed like that for few minutes.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"It wasn't supposed to be him. It should have been me." I tell him.
"Jess don't say that.." he said.
"No, it should have been me not him. I can't live with myself because of this all of this I feel like everything is my fault. That he died." I say to him.
"Jess if it was you do you know how miserable I would be? How your parents would be? Jess your dad would want you to be happy." He tells me. But I shake my head.
"Ruben, I need a break I need to be free." I said to him.
"What?" He asked.
"I need time to think. I can't do this anymore. Pretending to be okay. I just need to get away." I say backing away from him.
"No, Jess I'm not going to leave you. I'm not going to lose you." He says grabbing my hand. I try to pull away but I can't.
He pulls me close. Our chest touching. His lips were now on mine. I kissed back.
I had pulled away for air. Because we kissed like a minute or two. I put my head down and place my hand on his chest. I feel his gaze on me.
"I'm sorry." I whisper to him. And let go of his hand. I walk away I felt the pain in my chest. I turn around to look at him. He just stands there watching me. He wasn't going to stop me. He just watched me walk away.
I needed this, a break. I needed to think. I had to do this, protect my family. I had to walk away. Nobody can fix me right now.
RUBEN◇
I watched her walk away. I could have ran for her. Maybe she would stop. But I didn't stop her.
She wanted this so I gave it to her.
Yes, I love her. Alot.
But I know we're gonna see each other again.
I just know it.
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