Still Him

chapter 8

Picture of Jacob maxwell.

Jayda's pov

We were in that position for some minutes now. No one said anything, it was silent but a comfortable silence. He was grieving and so was I , his worse than mine though. But I am going to be here for him.
Last time we were together in an embrace like this was some days before he became cold to me. Now I know why. It hurts me to see him go through this and it hurts me more that he couldn't talk to me about it but instead pushing me away and leaving him to go through it all.

I removed my hands from his embrace and leaned back, still straddling him. He looked at me and I instinctively reached out to clean his tears at the same time he reached out to clean mine.

"You look a mess tia" he said chuckling and cleaning my tears

"Not as bad as you do" I said sticking out my tongue at him and hitting him lightly on his chest. 

We both let out a small laugh followed by a little sigh.

"You needed a favor?"

"Oh yeah. I wish that wasn't what I said to you the first time I'm speaking to you though."

"I wish it wasn't but it's okay"

"You know what?, come with me. Why don't I just take you " he said lifting me up a little, so he'd stand.

"Huh?..Where to?"

"Do you trust me" he said reaching out his hand. Reminding me of a scene from a movie. My favorite childhood movie.

"What are we, jasmine and aladdin?"
I said with a light smile on my face.

"Only if you want to be" he said with a smirk

"Nah, I'm good" which earned me an eye roll from him.

Placing my hands in his for him to lift me up from my sitting position.
"Yeah I do" answering his question about trust. "Lets go".

I honestly hope me putting my trust in him again won't get me hurt again. I worked so hard to build up this wall that has now crumbled. I don't want to put it up again.

The wig snatching smile I received from him could have knocked me off my feet, If I hadn't stood strong. God, he's beautiful. 

He lifted my chin up towards him and looked down into my eyes with such intensity.

"I'd try my very best never to hurt you again. Never again" he said whispering and searching my eyes.

I nodded slowly with my own small smile on my face.
"Okay" .

Pushing back from him and picking up my bag from where I dropped it.

"So are we going or are we going to remain sappy here "

"Lets go. Always been impatient " he said with a light chuckle picking up his bag.

"No I'm not. I'm very patient. I'm a libra you know?"I said punching his arm.

"Uhun..and very aggressive too. You punch like a girl " he said as we made our way out of the now unlocked class.

"I absolutely do not" I said about to punch his arm again but refraining so  I wouldn't prove his point.

"You see, you were about to hit me...indecent punch but a punch nonetheless " he said with a light smile.

"I wasn't and I punch really really well. Remember when I punched Jacob maxwell(my ex) and he walked around with a broken and bruised nose"  i said smiling at the memory. We were outside the school doors walking to his car since Oscar dropped me off today.