Escaping My Past

Chapter 10

Hellooooooo!! Have you been waiting for the next chapter? Have you been waiting for some mysteries to be solved?? Well, here’s the next chapter, but as I was writing I thought “Why clear out the mysteries? They’re so much fun!! Why not add a few more? Yeah!!! That’s what I’ll do!!”

So I’ve added a few more mysteries – post or do something, if it gets too confusing or if you don’t understand something.

All through Spanish I couldn’t stop thinking about what Jason had said. What did he want to talk about? He did say that he wanted to know stuff about me, but was it really just that? Normally one would just ask, if they wanted to know something. I was having a feeling that what he wanted to know maybe was more important than just stuff.

I didn’t pay attention to class at all. Not even when I packed up and went out of the classroom. I was thinking about what he wanted to know about me. I didn’t have any interesting to tell. Only a few deaths, a street life and a few illegal stuff, but there’s no way he would know about that, so he couldn’t ask about it. Maybe he wanted to know about the fight? Ooooh, there was Bays, too. I really didn’t want to talk about Bays. He was an idiot who couldn’t let go. He was – is weak.

Then for the second time that day, I was pulled to the side again, at least I wasn’t being pulled into a crammed closet, although it was the same guy.

“Amy” Jason said, looking troubled at me, like he didn’t know what to say. The player was at a loss of words. That really didn’t happen often, and the not smiling thing he had going on was freaking me out.

“What?” I asked concerned. I was actually concerned. Why the hell was I concerned? Jason looked away and back at me, then away again.

“Make your mind up, are you looking or not? And just spit it out” I said. I never claimed to be a patient person, okay? And it gets to me when he’s all antsy like that. He decided to look at me. His gorgeous emerald eyes pierced into mine. No amusement or easy, laid back guy, carefree laziness in his eyes. Only seriousness was found in his eyes.

“Tell me what has happened in your past” he titled his head a little downward, resolving in his hair falling in his eyes. I was surprised by the question, but even more that he was the one asking.

“No” I said giving him a flat look. His face hardened a little, I could see he clenched his teeth, probably because he wasn’t going to give that easily. I sighed.

“Tell me, I need to know” he said

I arched an eyebrow, “Reaally? And why is that?”

“I just do, okay?” he said stubbornly. I was about to reject him again, he must’ve noticed that too, cause he cut me off saying, “Just tell me, Amy.” I saw Blake and Rick coming up behind him and smiled at them, I looked back at Jason. He didn’t bother looking back behind him.

“No, Jason. My past has nothing to do with you and it’s not something I want people to know either” I told him quickly, before they could hear us. He was about to object but I gave him a look that said he would regret it if he did.

“What do you want, Jason?” Blake said, not wasting a minute. So, I guess that means he is not only the jealous type, but actually the extreme jealous and overprotective type that doesn’t allow his girlfriend to talk to any guys or other people he doesn’t like. The kind I liked the least. I hated when people decided things for me and somehow those types always remind me of stalkers. A chill went through me, ugh I hated stalkers. But then again, who doesn’t??

“I was just talking to Amy, chill man. Don’t need to get all jealous” he said and left, but not before giving me a look that said the conversation wasn’t over. Why did he even want to know?