Fighting for Love (COMPLETED)(EDITED)

Chatper 27

I hated what Scott did to me. How could he? I loved him. He knew it. And he crumpled my heart up like it was nothing. Jake always knew how to make me feel better. All through middle school and high school, anytime someone broke my heart and was mean to me, he'd beat them up and take me out.....until it was his turn. When he broke my heart, I moved not long after. I couldn't be any happier now that Jake's here with me now. He's my best friend. I lay in bed and thought about all the things that happened to me today. I felt so empty but Jake filled some of that. It got stuffy in my room so I opened a window and I look at my phone to look at the pictures posted of Jake and I. I had a new like and comment :

@scott37 liked your photo
@scott37 commented on your photo : how cute 🙄

Not a minute later, I reviewed at message from Scott.

Scott: can you let me explain. Don't choose Jake. I didn't do anything. I love you Bree. So fucking much. I didn't mean to hurt you. Hell, I didn't even KNOW until the morning and SHE was with me. I know my story earlier sounded bad but let me explain to you. In person? I'm coming home early. I can't take this anymore. Please get back to me. I miss your voice over nights😔💔. I love you princess.... 👑
I couldn't take it anymore. I missed him so much so I figured he needed a chance to explain. It wasn't fair for me to assume things, no matter how CLEAR they looked.

Me: okay. TTYL

My response was a response, I couldn't let him think he could do stuff to me and I forgive him quick enough.

Scott: I love you?💕

Me: love u too.....

Scott: goodnight princess 😕

Me: night Scott
I couldn't hold it back any longer. I rolled over and shut my phone off. I let out a sob. I wanted him back. I cried more. Why does this hurt SO much. I must have said that loud enough for Jake to hear next door and it probably didn't help my window was open.

"Bree? You okay?"

"Y-Yeah." I say, sniffling back another sob. I couldn't let him hear me cry. He's already done so much.

"Want me to come over?" I couldn't see him since my back was to him, but I could hear the seriousness in his voice.

"Does y-your Mom c-care?" I stutter. I bite my lip and hope he didn't hear my stutter as I sniffled again.

"Bree, it's you. She wouldn't care if I moved in with you." I could tell he smirked at that. I knew it was true. She really wouldn't care. Linda, his mom, LOVES me. I turn around and I see Jake flying in through my window. They REALLY. Need to make these houses more spread apart. I roll my eyes at that thought. Jake comes next to me and sits down. We were on opposite ends, face to face. I could tell he was concerned because I'm sure my eyes were puffy and red and I had evidence of tears remaining on my cheeks. He reaches up and brushes them away. He tells me how it's going to be okay. I laugh when he told me he would kick Scott's ass. Typical Jake. Always beating someone up.

Then I realize, that's the Jake I fell in love with. The protective, sweet one. He always took care of me. Now that I think about it, I don't think I was in love. I may have been in love with the thought of being in love, but I couldn't see him as anything more than a brother. Best friend? Yes. But boyfriend? Nope. The only one I could see as my boyfriend, or used to, was Scott. Not Adam. Not Jake. But Scott. It's always going to be Scott. Jake looks into my eyes and I could tell he didn't want me anything more than what we had already. I was proud of that because I didn't want to lose him. He was the one person who would always be there for me. Even though we had a fall out for a little bit, I knew that if I really need him, he'd be there.

I start to wonder. Why didn't I get a hold of him when I was dealing with Adam? Was I scared? Did I forget about him? I get lost in my thoughts when I'm brought out by a door slam. I look at Jake who seemed confused. I slowly got up but Jake was faster. He got in front of me and I followed him down stairs. I felt relieved at first when I saw it was Scott, but worry filled me again when I realized. It's Scott. I look at Jake and he nods towards Scott.
Scott steps up and looks into my eyes. I could tell he was thinking of something to say to me. I stood there with Jake. Arms crossed.

"I'll go now, good luck." Jake said as he walked out the door to his house. I didn't miss the 'don't hurt her' look he gave Scott on the way out and Scott's little nod to go along with it.

I walk over to the couch and sit down, patting the spot next to me, waiting for him to sit too. Scott takes a deep breath and rushes it all out, almost too fast for me to hear. ALMOST.

"I was in Hawaii. I was sitting there on the couch talking to you on the phone. Mom came in and told me I needed to do something Because she payed for this vacation to have fun. Then she told me there was a party I HAD to go to apparently and she told me to go right then or I was grounded from my phone. I didn't want to not talk to you so I went to the party. I didn't drink. I swear. I drank a coke I found in the fridge. I remember setting it down on the table while I went to the bathroom. I came out. Finished it and that's all I remember. Next thing I know, I woke up in someone's bed half naked and a bunch of hate dms, asking things like 'how the fuck could you do that to Bree man?' And shit like that. I freaked out. I called and texted but you didn't answer. When you did, my answer didn't come out like it should have, and it made things worse. I'm so sorry Bree. I wouldn't ever cheat on you. I love you."

"I love you too Scott."

"A-are we okay?"

"Yes. I'm sorry."

"So.....about you and Jake?....."

I knew what he was asking about. He was talking about the skate rink. He gave me an explanation, I should give him one.

"He saw I was crying, so he took me ice skating. He wanted to get back at you and posted that. He didn't want me to hurt. He would always do that stuff in middle school and stuff before I moved. He always made me feel better."

He smiled at that. I was glad him and Jake got a long or life would be hell. His smile turned to a frown, as if he realized something.

"Bree, do you love him? Still?"

"Jake? Nooooo." I was telling the truth. "Jake is literally like my brother. Before, I used to like him...I guess? I don't think I did though, I think I liked the idea. I couldn't see him as anything more than that though. I love him as a brother. Nothing more."

Scott smiled and gave me a soft peck on the lips.

Jake's P.O.V.
"I love him as a brother. Nothing more." I made sure I could hear what Scott and Bree were saying. Call it wrong but I had to make sure Bree was okay. I guess I shouldn't have listened because those words broke me. I love Bree. More than a friend and it took me years to realize it. Now she doesn't feel the same. I messed up my chances, but if she's happy....I guess I'm happy? Right? I try shaking it off, but those words replayed themselves. Over. And over. And over again.

"Nothing more."