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January 2
(Day 2)
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‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧Jessica's POV‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧‧
"Urmphh..." I muttered lazily as I stretched out on my bed. I sat up and looked at my alarm clock. It was only 2am and yet I was awake. Yesterday had been a long day for me. I fought with Jake, spent the rest of the day with Chrissy who came over to bring my dress back, and spent the night telling Hanna practically everything that took place before so she could better understand everything.
I groaned as I remembered how the first day of my new year went.It was horrible. I hated it. And it was all Jake's fault. If he hadn't called me a bitch, then I wouldn't have let my emotions take over me and saying all those things to him. 'You were the first one who told him you were a bitch.' My mind told me. Fudge this.
I shook my head at that. I was so weird today. I grabbed my phone and looked at it as I pressed the unlock key on the top. Then I lied back down on my bed as I input my passcode.
There were a few messages there but they were all from my other friends, telling everyone what they had done for the day and if somebody would wanna text them. I sighed when I didn't see Jake's name there. What was I expecting, anyway? That he would call or text me and say sorry? No. He wasn't the same Jake anymore, I kept on reminding myself.
That was when I almost dropped my phone because it suddenly vibrated, telling me that there was a text I received. I fumbled for it and was surprised at the one who texted me. My eyebrows raised slightly. It was an unknown number. I immediately opened the message. Maybe it was a wrong send or something.
⇨From an unknown number.
─ Hey Jess. It's me, Jake. I'm sorry for bothering you this late at night bec you're probably asleep by now. Sorry for my rude and annoying behavior awhile ago. I guess I just got so full of myself that I didn't realize what things I was saying to you. Whatever I said, please don't take it seriously. Okay? I just hope we'll be okay by tomorrow. Good night! Sweet dreams. :)
Huh, rude and annoying were right words there.
I narrowed my eyes at my phone and read his message over again. Was this for real? Was Jake really saying sorry to me through text message? This isn't unusual for me since he usually did this back then but for the guy he had been when I met him again last night? It was almost impossible, you know? You'd never expect him to send you a message this long if you just saw what he was like the time he called me a bitch.
Should I reply? No, that would be complete stupidity. I just closed my messages and shook my head at my phone again. Maybe I could talk to him tomorrow about stuff. I didn't like the fact that we aren't in good terms, anyway. That made my mind up. I will talk to him by tomorrow.
Seeing that message and replaying it in my mind gave me no reason to worry anymore. So when I lied back down on my bed after sitting up for a moment, I felt my eyes close heavily as I yawned.
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"This is taking me nowhere." I said, pacing back and forth in my room, not knowing what to wear. Chrissy groaned at me and sighed.
"Can't you stop pacing there? You are making me really dizzy." she confessed, her hand on her head. "Why are you so bothered about what you're going to wear anyway? This is Jake Blaker you're meeting. The last time I checked, both of you weren't in good terms. And by 'last time' I meant yesterday."
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