Finer Lines

6. Drove Away

*lunch on thursday*

Jake and I are walking out of the class to lunch when he pulls me aside and says "Hey there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?" I asked, more curious than afraid of his answer.

"I might be leaving this school," he said, looking for a reaction.

"Oh, well that's terrible but you said 'might' so we can talk about this more is if it really does happen," I said, walking away. Why didn't I hug him and tell him not to leave. I guess I was relieved.

That weekend I sat there at home, not yet regretting the mistakes I had made on Thursday. Every morning and night, Jake would send me cute good morning and good night text like a normal boyfriend would. We texted more often than talking and just got to know each other. A question came to mind so I decided to ask him this:

Me: hey so tell me this, out of every girl in the school why me? Why ask me out?

Jake: because you're prettiest girl in the whole school and the nicest girl I've ever met.

Me: omgg aww thanks you're perfect :)

My reply was a bunch of empty words. If I meant them I wouldn't have let him go.

When I got back to school, I had a different kind of regret. I wanted to break up with him. I talked to Stephanie during homeroom when he wasn't around about what I should do.

"I'm thinking about breaking up with him," I said, slowly.

"What?!? Why!!?" Stephanie asked a little louder than I was expecting.

"Because he's just not showing nay affection and he's honestly not even that attractive," I said. (Stupid me)

"Aww but you guys are so cute together," Stephanie exclaimed.

I don't quite remember the rest but the next day I made the worst decision of my life.

*at home, texting Tori*

Me: hey so I'm thinking about breaking up with Jake.

Tori: why?

Me: I'm just not feeling it anymore

Tori: all he ever wanted to do was make you happy

Me: yeah but I guess it's just not enough

Tori: okay

*texting jake*

Me: Hey we need to talk

Jake: what about?

Me: look I just don't know about is anymore

Jake: what do u mean?

Me: I just think that it's working out between us anymore. Sorry.

Jake: I understand.

*at school, Thursday, two weeks later"

Jake looked really sad. Like he wouldn't even look at me or anyone for that matter. He just stared at his advanced math homework, emotionless. During lunch I heard him say the five words I didn't think we're true. The five words I wish I never heard.

"Today's my last day here," he said, nonchalantly.

"You're leaving the school!!?!" I exclaimed.

"Oh yeah you didn't know?" He replied

"No!!" I said louder than before.

As we're walking out to lunch, he says over a conversation between others, "oh yeah, Amy, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about that thing before."

"It's okay," I said.

But it wasn't.

After school I hugged him. For the first time. As I walked away from the hug, my hand accidentally brushed across his face and I wished I could've done it one more time. Little did I know that our first hug would be our last. Because he got in that black land rover and drove off campus and out of my life.