As Long As You Love Me | j.d.b (UNDERGOING REVISION)

Chapter {39}: "You're so distant now a'days."

I only wanted to pick Van up the other day, it was the last day of our break. I figured why not hang with her for a few hours; she was my girlfriend. We could study a little more for midterms and simply enjoy each other's presence. I was pissed and hurt that her father didn't even know me, yet approached me as if I was someone unworthy of his daughter's heart. I wasn't sure how to tell Vanessa I met her father or even that I couldn't pick her up. She probably thought I stood her up, which wasn't the case at all. We hung out everyday for the most part, nothing would change that. I texted her a few hours after simply because I didn't want her dad to know I was still in contact with her. I simply told her something came up. She was heated at first, simply because I didn't tell her anything but she understood. I loved this girl dearly (although she was probably unaware) and I was willing to sneak around for her even with her father's threat. I was willing to protect her and her feelings at all cost.
   Part of me told myself to leave her alone and another part laughed at the idea. Leaving Vanessa alone was impossible. The girl was my drug and I was utterly infatuated with her, all of her. However, leaving her alone like her father essentially demanded seemed safe and smarter than being impulsive and being reckless. I wasn't going to give up on Vanessa though. That wasn't me. Her father could throw as many threats my way as he wanted. He could even attempt to strip me of my last breath; I didn't care. I'd continue to cherish and fight for Vanessa.

Monday Morning

Mr.Hunt's class was calm and I was thankful. It was a Monday and I was hardly here mentally. He started a light conversation about our break and many people had a few stories to tell. I was zoning in and out, wondering where Van was. Usually she'd be in here by the time lunch was actually over. We usually spent those times fooling around.

"Justin was supposed to sing for us, but he simply played the piano and danced with his girlfriend." I heard and instantly smirked as I let my eyes drift away from my painting.

"I sing for you all the time. My voice isn't the only instrument I know how to use." The boy chuckled and threw up his hands in defense. Suddenly, Mr. Hunt's door opened and Vanessa's lovely face appeared. Mr. Hunt greeted her with a warm smile and patted her shoulder before letting her greet me. She muttered a few words to him and he nodded in agreement.

"Hey, Jay." She greeted as she placed a warm kiss on my cheek. I tightened my jaw when I no longer felt her lips against my skin.

"Hey." I stated dryly. She looked over at me with furrowed eyebrows as she dropped her stuff down beside her stool.

"Are you ok?" She questioned. On the inside I wanted to chuckle, but I didn't. I simply nodded my head.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I stated dryly.

"Why are you lying?" She asked, plopping down into the stool.

"I'm not." I shrugged and continued to drag my brush along the almost done canvas. I provided the composition with a few vivid brush strokes.

"K." She stated, dryly and removed herself from the stool. I was taken back slightly and parted my lips slightly. Van had never used k around me, not via text and definitely not verbally. That word wasn't even in her vocabulary.

"Why are you being so distant?" She questioned quietly and I simply gapped at her.

"I'm not."

"Yes you are. You're so distant now a'days." She stated and stalked off, critiquing our peers discretely as she circled the class room. I ran a hand through my hair and huffed when I realized I had a covered hand of blue paint. Just great. It had only been a day and Vanessa made it seem like it had been longer than that.

A/N: I wanted to have this done before 2017, but I'm genuinely starting to doubt myself.

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