Stepbrother

17: Feelings

Jacob and I get back to school before it ends so that Jordan can pick me up. He parks his car and we walk towards the school building. We were both talking and laughing and I was more comfortable being close to him and speaking to him in a friendly manner. I no longer hated Jacob.

I felt like a freshman again, when I was still new to relationships. I didn't know how to handle it, and I had no idea what feelings truly were. All I knew was that I wanted to share them with Jacob, and he felt the same way.

Once we got closer to the building, my pace began to slow down. Jordan was parked in front of the high school, waiting for me to walk out. Kendall, who was standing next to the car, was talking to Jordan through the window. She looked bewildered, then looks up to see me with Jacob. The bewilderment on her face fades away and was replaced with a surprised look instead.

Jordan, who was wondering about what Kendall was looking at, sticks his head out of the car window and sees me standing there with Jacob. His eyes met Jacob's eyes and they both glared at each other. I froze from nervousness, and Kendall sensed the tension in the air. She quickly runs towards me and grabs my hand.

"Uh, hey, Jacob!" Kendall says with an awkward chuckle. "Nice seeing you, but I think Maya needs to go now." Before I could say goodbye to Jacob, Kendall pulls me away and basically throws me into Jordan's car.

Without saying a single thing, Jordan steps on the gas pedal and drives past Jacob, nearly hitting him in the process. Jordan didn't look too happy, and I was afraid to say something to him. His hands were gripped onto the steering wheel and his jaw was clenched. He didn't even look at me. He just kept driving in silence.

The whole ride home was in dead silence, and I could feel the anger rolling off of Jordan as we both get out of the car together. When Jordan slams his door shut, the car shakes from how harsh he closes it.

We walk up the steps and into the house. At this point, I've mustered enough courage to speak to Jordan, even if I was slightly afraid about how angry he actually is. I watch as he quietly walks up the stairs.

"Jordan? Are you alright?" I was still staring at Jordan, and he stops in the middle of the stairs. Now I felt guilty. First, I slam my bedroom door in his face, and now, I was hanging out with Jacob behind his back. What kind of person am I?

Jordan slowly turns to look at me. He looked upset, but why? Didn't he regret being so close me? I mean, he looked like he regretted it. Also, he's been avoiding me the same way I have. That's got to mean something, right?

"Just forget it, Maya," Jordan replies. He turns around again to continue walking up the stairs. I was thinking about letting him go, but I wouldn't give up that easily. I needed to know what was wrong with him.

"Please," I beg, calling out to him. Jordan stops again. "Don't do this me. Please, don't avoid me," I say hopelessly. I felt my voice waver, but I ignored it. I kept my composure so I wouldn't look so weak.

He looks over his shoulder, and I was stunned to see him glaring at me. "I tried talking to you yesterday. You didn't want to speak to me." I felt even more guilt rush through me, remembering how much Jordan wanted to talk to me, but I basically refused to speak to him.

"I'm sorry, alright?" I walk towards the stairs. I start running up the steps. "Why are you so mad? I thought you never wanted to kiss-"

"But I did!" Jordan shouts out. His loud voice seemed to echo throughout the house, and it actually scared me. I was taken aback by how he acted, and I've never seen him so enraged before. I could almost feel the anger dripping from every word. "I did, Maya, and I tried to tell you how I felt. Can I go now?" The furious look on his face slowly turned into pain. Jordan starts walking up the stairs again, and this time, I didn't stop him.