Hurt People ❉ j.g

Part 1

Cast myself as the main character, for the first time and I'm so happy with it - I've always been insecure but this is a step outwards for me! Here's my pic, hopefully you can picture me with Gilinsky 😂 (my life is sad tbh)

Enjoy!
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-Simone Holder-

"God, Jason." I threw my hands in the air. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Stay the fuck away from guys?" He raised his dark eyebrow. A look of disappointment flickered over his gorgeous face.

A little bit of me seemed to shrink whenever Jason would look at me with disapproval. It killed every bit of confidence I had.

"He approached - "

"Look Simone, I don't have time for this." Jason shook his head. "Football practice."

"Jason." I reached out for his hand but he yanked it away, without another  word he turned and walked away.

I bit back a rush of tears.

Lately this had become the norm for Jason Richards and I. We had been the IT couple at Westside High for about two years - since 10th grade to be specific. I remember everyone calling us the perfect image of what a relationship is.

Looking at us now, I would strongly disagree.

"Simone?" Someone touched my arm. I jumped, looked sideways and found my bestfriend - Savana Espinosa - looking at me with a frown.

I shook my head, not realizing I'd zoned out while watching Jason walk away with stiff shoulders. I forced a smile and turned to Savana.

"What's up?" I asked casually.

She raised a brow. "I should be asking you that question. I saw Jason threaten to knock that guys lights out."

I blew a breath. "He's just being protective."

"Protective?" Savana scoffed. "Simone, you know Jason doesn't even let a guy breath next to you - "

"Please don't lecture me." I sighed, looking down at my feet.

I knew better. Jason had become increasingly selfish, controlling and way too uptight. Lately, only Savana had caught on how Jason doesn't allow me to have guy friends - not even his friends.

I cringe, thinking about how he would cuss me out if any guy would hit me up or even try.

You'd think that was Jason being jealous and protective? Hardly. You see, Jason was quarterback and with that came all the attention. And girls, of course. He had plenty. And that seemed to be perfectly normal and fair to Jason, he could befriend girls and hang out with them too.

"Simone." Savana rubbed my arm. "I just don't like seeing you this way. It's been mora than two months."

I shrugged. "We love each other. We're meant to be." It sounded more than a question than a statement.

Savana bit her lip - a sign that she was holding back a lot of what she wanted to say. I didn't press her to spill it either - I didn't need anymore heartache especially from my bestfriend.

"Come on, I'll give you ride home." She smiled instead.

I exhaled gratefully.

-

Later that night, after dinner i helped my mother with the dishes. It was a tradition - or actually something we did every night to catch up on the day. My mom works as a sales executive at BMW, so she was always away during the day.

I didn't have a father.

Our family was very complicated. They were very hectic - my dads side that is.

After he had passed away, three years ago, they blamed my mom for his health conditions and stuff like that. It wasn't fair as we were both suffering that loss.

But nevertheless, I was still a straight A student and volunteered for just about every social event at school - even when  I didn't want to. I just had to and that's how it's always been.

"You alright, sweety?" My mom asked as I set the dishes away.

I nodded. "Just tired." Was my usual response, that I felt they liked, knowing i was studying my ass off. Mom and I were like best friends but sometimes I liked my secrets. They were mine.

"Well, finish up your work and then get some rest." Mom smiled and kissed my forehead. She flipped the kettle on and left the kitchen, probably to get magazine.

After finishing with the dishes, I was about to head upstairs to shower when the doorbell rang. I poked my head out of the kitchen and found my mom already at the door and Jason hugging her.

I groaned internally - I was about to get some from him. And not the good kind.

"Good to see you, sweety." Mom ruffled his hair. "There's food in the fridge, let Simone help."

"Nah it's okay, aunt A." He smiled and winked at me. "Just missed my girl today."

Mom chuckled. "Don't stay out too late, then." And with that, she was back in the kitchen.

In a way I'd been lucky in the start of our relationship. My parents (before my dad passed away) had loved Jason even before we got together, they loved his family and everything. So they trusted us.

I looked at Jason.

"What now?" He shrugged.

I blew a breath and walked up the stairs to my room with Jason following behind. I wanted to punch him for pretending that he wasn't unreasonable early today.

"You're mad." Jason shut the door behind him. "I can just tell."

What did he think?

"Jason." I said weakly. "Why are you doing this?" I held back tears. I didn't want him to see me as weak.

He sighed and moved closer to me, pressing me against the wall. I felt his cool hands around my collarbone and closed my eyes.

"Simone, I love you way too much." He whispered. His breath smelt minty, it soothed me.

"You're unfair." I mumbled.

He chuckled. "I don't want anyone else having you." He kissed my cheek softly.

"Nobody else does."

"Good." He said deeply. "You're mine."

And with those words, today's events were tossed behind us for the millionth time. It took his words and touch to wipe every mistake away.

But it was still stuck in my mind as Jason unbuttoned my shirt.

It still stuck.