Chapter 26

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Nate's POV

It's been a few days and I'm still staying at Jordyn's house. It been pretty quiet between us. Every once and a while I would sit down with Isabelle, but beside that I sat by myself, ringing a bell whenever I needed Jordyn. Right now, Isabelle was at school and i was on the couch, alone. Jordyn was out somewhere and i really needed her to hurry back. The first night i was here, she brushed off my comments of wanting her, just avoiding the subject. But it was true, I really want her. At first, I forgot why I even liked her in the first place, I guess it just took getting shot to make me realized how important she was to me.

I heard a clicking noise as Jordyn walked in, groceries in one hand, a blunt in the other. ''Hey, Jordyn''. She briefly smiled at me and continued walking to the kitchen, starting to put the groceries away.

''Need anything''. I thought about it but I was fine.

''Company?''. She smiled and sat beside me on the couch. He fiddled with her fingers and stared down at her lap. I wish she would just look at me. ''What happened to us, Jordyn''. She shrugged her shoulders, finally looking up at me.

''What are you talking about Nate. There never was an us''.  scrunching my eyebrows together, I questioned her.

''Of course there was an us. What are you talking about?''

''Nate there were late nights and days of fun, but we were just doomed from the beginning. It will never be together''. I saw a look of hurt in her eyes, but I wasn't gonna give up on her this easy. ''I don't want you to get hurt, Nate. I would never forgive myself''.

''Hurt?'' None of this was making sense. ''Jordyn, what's going on?'' she took a deep breath, looking a little hesitant.

''Nate. Wyatt's death, that wasn't an accident. None of this was''. What the hell is she talking about?

''Jordyn, event he police said that Wyatt's death was because he was apart of some gangs and shit. So of course it wasn't an accident. Maybe he got in trouble with them''. She shook her head, little bits of tears coming out of her eyes.

''No Nate, it was Aaron''. Aaron. That dude who used to force her to have sex with him. My jaw clenched and my fist balled. ''Nate, calm down. It's okay. He's in jail now. He killed Wyatt, drugged this dude Cameron and nearly killed you. All because he wanted to have me to himself. Then, he figured Id be happier to have Isabelle  in my life, so he killed her parents. He's completely psychotic. And even though he's in jail, I still don't feel safe''.

''And you don't want me to get hurt?'' She nodded, a look of sorrow and pain on her face. ''But that's the thing, Jordyn. I don't give a shit what that little mother fucker does, I just want to be able to call you mine''. I reached up to touch her face but she just pulled away crying even harder.

''I'm not taking any chances, Nate?'' She got up and began to walk away. ''Oh, and this is for you''. She threw the blunt to me them proceeded to walk away. Damn.


Jordyn's POV

Waling away from Nate was probably one of the hardest things ive ever done. I just wanted to hold him and kiss him, cuddle like we used to. But if he got hurt, I could never forgive myself. Tears streamed down my face as I heard the door downstairs open. Getting up quickly, I ran out of my room and zoomed down the stairs.

''Nate? What are you doing? Where are you going?'' Nate stood outside, his bag in his right hand. Slowly, he turned around to face me.

''Home, Jordyn. I'm going home''.

''But why Nate. Because I wont be your fucking girlfriend?'' My voice came out louder and Nate just shook his head. you could tell he was trying not to get angry.

''No Jordyn. Because I cant stay in a house with the girl I'm in love with, and she wont admit it to herself that she loves me too!'' I took a step back and crossed my arms over my chest, I could feel the tears coming up again.

''You don't mean that Nate''. I shook my head, trying no to face reality.

''Oh my gosh! Of course I do Jordyn. I love you, a lot as a matter of fact. Usually I don't do this, I don't stay around for girls. But your little shit-face just has to be different. I love you Jordyn and at first I was scared to admit it but I'm sure of it. You are the only girl I can be real with, the only girl that truly makes me happy. I don't want anyone else''. He stepped closer, but my feet remained still. Our faces were centimeters apart and I could feel his hot breathe on my lips. ''Now tell me you don't feel the same. Do it, then I will leave''. I looked away trying to walked away but my feet stayed grounded. ''Just look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me, and I will go''.

''N-nate. I can't''. Silence fell between us as I stared into his eyes. ''But Nate, I don't want you-''

''To get hurt, yeah, I know''. He grabbed my hands and pulled me closer to him. ''So run away with me''. Woah. I jumped back and let go of his hands.

''Nate, what the hell are you talking about? Run away?''

''Come with me Jordyn, we can move out of town and move start a new life, together''. Nate looked at me with a pleading look in his eyes.

''So, you motherfuckers are just gonna forget about me?'' We turned to see Isabelle at the end of the side of he curb. ''I feel so hurt''. She slung her book bag back over her and pretended to wipe tears. ''I feel so betrayed!'' I laughed and returned back to Nate as she walked past us and headed for the house.

''What about her?" Nate shrugged his shoulders.

''She can come too. We can sell your house and move to a small apartment, we only need a 2 bedroom''. He smiled, excited like a little kid in the toy section of target.

''I don't know. This is all I have of my parents''.

''But do you really need those memories?'' I shrugged my shoulders remembering all the bad things that happened in this house.

''Nate, Ill think about it''. He jumped up and down in excitement pulling me into a tight hug.

''Jordyn!'' I looked up at the house to see Izzy poking her head out the window. ''Should I start packing now?'' Smiling up at her, I nodded my head.

''Yeah, you should''.

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