Please Don't Set My Heart Aflame

Chapter #32: No Boys, No Problems.

Jessica POV

I found myself once again standing on the edge of the same building. I was ready.

Why can't I turn away...? I promised it wouldn't turn our like this!

"Uh... Ryan! Ryaaan!" Nobody came. I kept getting closer and closer to what could possibly be the end of me. Fighting the urge to jump wasn't helping. The process only sped up. "Somebody!" It felt as though a ghost was pushing me to the edge. "Anybody...?" Almost as if on purpose- even though I didn't want to- I lost my footing, and began my fall. "HELP!!!" I spotted somebody... No- two people... A couple. A familiar couple. Ashton and Ryan. I made that clear as I got closer. "Ryan! Please!"

No response.

"RYAN!!!"

"...Die." His glare dug into my soul. I was going down faster than my tears were, so they wet my whole face, so strong it was painful. I love how my mind crashed before I hit the ground.

"What...?"

"How could you do that?!? I loved you!"

"How could I... What?"

And then I hit.

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Ryan POV

I hate myself... But I promised Danny. I have to, right? There's gotta be a loophole or something I'll find... Screw Danny. I'm looking for Jess-

"Where are you going, sweetheart?

"Ashton! Uh, hi!..." He wasn't kidding when he said Jessica was rubbing off on me. I'm awkward as hell now.

"Something wrong?" She had me in the doorway of the cafeteria. If there were a good place to make a fool of myself. So, I did.

"Well... I just wanted to ask you to prom? I know it's sudden and-"

"Shh," she whispered as she pressed a finger to my lips. "Save it for the dance, sweetheart." And she walked away. She freaking walked away.

The hell did I just do? My gosh, I'm a nervous wreck without her... And of course she's nowhere to be found today. Lovely.

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Jessica POV

I woke up in the middle of another exciting-as-always Spanish lecture with my face in my arms and a puddle of my sweat and tears. Never have I slept in class before. I guess this is one of my many reasons why I don't. I looked up at the board, blinding my eyes in the process. I took in the world around me... A girl next to me had the guts to make eye contact with me, drawing a fake tear from the corner of her eye to the middle of her cheek with her finger. I was done, but no way would I pick a fight and give in to their childish mockery. I stood up. "Uh... ¿Señora B? ¿Puedo ir al baño?"

"Sí." And I was on my semi-merry way.

"Someone's having daddy issues, haha," I heard some girl snicker to no one in particular.

"Oh, I wish that was the case." And with a door slam, I left it at that. Most importantly, I was able to keep myself together until I was able to survey the bathroom, confirming that I was finally alone. Breakdown, here I come. I locked myself in the farthest stall and rested my head against the wall. I honestly couldn't care less as to how filthy that wall may have been in that moment. Why did I dream of that? It was so horrible... Did I do something to hurt him? Tch, who cares. He wouldn't want to talk to me anymore, anyways. That's it. I unlocked the stall and walked to the sink, splashing water on my face, making my tears look like mere streams to what was now a waterfall cascading down my face. I don't need him. I was so wrong when I thought that was the case... I've been on my own before, I can do it again. I just hope he's okay.