The one

chaper 28: goodbye?

2 days later;

For the past two days I had drowned myself in tears on the pull out couch in Jessens loft in Brooklyn. Getting away from the Upper east side was something I had to do, and Jake wouldnt find me in Brooklyn. 

"You okay babe?" Jess said sitting next to me. She looked concered, with a cup of coffee in her hand. Her long dark blonde wavy hair was up in a bun, and she had on sweat pants and a baggy short sleeve tshirt showing off the little tattoo on her arm. Jess was so gorgeous, and I needed her now. 

"Im here!" A voice shouted as a short blonde came running through the doors, her combat boots baning up the steel spiral stair case as she made her way to the roof of the loft where we were.

"Alex!" I screamed

I hadnt seen Alex in 2 months, since she came in March. It was now May 3rd. I ran to her and jumped on top of her hugging her.

"Jess told me about Jake" she said, sticking her lip out

I sighed and pushed back the tears that wanted to come out at the sound of his name.

"Its okay I guess" I lied

"Johns here too" She said

John and Jake were still best friends, since Alex and John both transferred to the University of Connecticut, they were alot closer to us now. 

"How long are you staying" I asked her, leaning my head against hers

"As long as needed" she smiled

I looked at the breath taking view of the island manhattan from Jess balcony. We were sitting on a matress wrapped in big fluffy white comfotors, drinking coffee, listening to music, reading fashion magazines, and taking pictures enjoing each others company and enjoying the early new york sunrise.  It was almost 8 am when I had to get away from everyone for a while, so I told Jess and Al goodbye and went into my room. I put on a long fitted black maxi dress, my long hair in waves and a pair of sunglasses and black sandals. I grabbed my purse and left the apartment complex and went grabbed a taxi, taking me into manhattan so I could get some work done. The past few days I hadnt done anything. I worked as an intern for VOGUE. I sat down in my cute office and started to type the new article for VOGUE, and edited pictures. At around 11 I was done. I put my laptop in my bag, said goodbye and left. As I walked down the street a black limo pulled up beside me, slowing down. 

"Jay get in" A voice called as the window rolled down. 

The door opend and a pair of strong arms pulled me into the limo, without any protest.

"Was that neccesary?" I asked looking confused at my best friend Nick

"We need to talk" He said looking a little frustrated 

"About?" I rolled my eyes

The last 3years I had lived here, me and Nick became just as close as we were before I left. When I lived in the Upper east side, until I was 17, Nick was my boyfriend all of high school. I loved him, but we had ended things junior year and just stayed close friends. Now we were really close, our whole group was, and so were him and Jake.

"Its about Jake" He said

I shook my head, "Nick no I dont want to talk about him"

"You need to talk to him" He stated

"There is nothing to say" I said, turning away to the window

"About that..." NIck started to say, just as the limo came to a halt

Before I could even turn back to nick the door beside me opened, and Jake slid in. 

"NO!" I shouted and tried to grab Nick, but Nick slid out his door and the limo took off, leaving me trapped in the back with Jake. I slid all the way over and looked out the window, trying to ignore him