~Sleepover~

28|| Just Jump, Idiot

Blakes P.O.V

"We shouldn't be doing this, Katie."

"Sh, just kiss me."

I leaned in and kissed her on the lips, I wanted to like it but all I could think about was Y/N.

I deepened the kiss, trying to get her off my mind.

It's not working. I can't do this.

"Stop," I saying pulling back.

"But," she says kissing me again.

"No, I said stop, Katie," I say, this time pushing her back harder.

She stumbles but catches herself before she can fall over.

"What are you doing? You're the one who asked for this!" she yelled at me.

"I just used you Katie! I'm in love with someone else, I'm sorry," I say looking her dead in the eye.

She shakes her head and turns away. But then she turns back and slaps me across the face.

I put my hand up to my cheek where she hit me and looked and her. She spat at my shoes and said, "Go to hell, Blake."

I went outside and got into my car. I slammed the steering wheel three times with my hands. I looked up with tears streaming down my face.

I quickly wiped them off and took out my phone.

"I love you"

I tweeted and turned off my phone.

I started the car and sped off. I was heading for the bridge. I can't live with myself knowing what I did.

...

Y/N P.O.V

Mario left thirty minutes ago and you don't know what to do. You like Mario, but you love Blake. You think you should text him so you get out your phone out of your pocket and text Blake saying, "Meet me at the bridge on the south side of town, I need to tell you something."

You live pretty close to the bridge and it's only 8pm so it's not too dark out. You grab your jacket and walk out the front door.

Blakes P.O.V

I pull up to the side of the bridge and put the car in park. I take the keys from the ignition and put them on the passenger seat.

You have to do this, it will be less painful than looking Y/N in the eyes and telling her that you cheated.

I open the door and get out left foot first. Once I'm out I press the lock button on the inside of the door two times, knowing that it'll lock my keys inside with my phone in there as well.

I close the door and take a deep breath.

As I'm walking over the the bridge I think of all the great memories that me and Y/N had.

I taught her how to play football last season so she knew what was happening at all my games.

I showed her YouNow and we broadcasted almost every night last summer.

I was there for her when her fish died and she had a toilet bowl funeral.

I was there for her first kiss, her first heartbreak, her first funeral.

I was her first love. And she was mine.

As I'm thinking of all the amazing memories with this amazing girl, I stand on the edge of the bridge.

I hear footprints behind me.

"BLAKE WAIT!" my love says to me, but it's too late. I've made up my mind.

Just jump, idiot. You're the one that screwed everything up, after all.