Purpose

Chapter 2 - His Reason

Chapter 2

Jane's POV

"Why did I ever break up with you?" with a stern look on his face.

"Ask yourself." that pain in my chest, it’s been a long time but the pain is still fresh when I happened to remember it. "You were the one who ended it, which you called our thing." doing the hand quotation gesture.

"I should not have ended it." he placed his arm on top of his eyes to cover them. "I should not." I heard him sniff as I look at him; I saw a tear running through the side of his eye. He is crying again. But why? He did end it, not me. And why do I have this guilt feeling when I have done nothing wrong in our thing we had. What's wrong with me? No, enough.

"Well Bryan, there are things that must happen to us, because otherwise we would not be who we are today." I took my handkerchief in my pocket and, "Here, Use it to wipe your tears off, still a cry baby as ever and you got a little dramatic huh Bry-Bry, hahaha." I laughed just to remove the tense building between us and continued reading.

He grabbed my hand where the handkerchief is and took it from me. "Can I hold your hand for a sec?" as he wiped his tears. "I--, I want to feel the warmth of your hand in mine again."

"Bryan--," he cut me off there.

"Just this once Jane. Just this once, please." he interlocked his hand within mine and placed it in his heart. Must. Not. Feel. Pain. I looked at him and still his tears never stop. My handkerchief serves as a cover to his eyes and with his free hand used to wipe his tears off.

"Bryan--," and then again, he cut me off. Great.

"Ssh."

I shut my mouth and continued reading. I wanted to release from his hold, but I don't want my guilt feeling to bother me more, so I let him hold my hand for that long. The air isn't great anymore with me holding Bryan's hand and he's just keep on crying. I looked at my watch; I still got 3 hours of free time to use and 3 hours with this guy. I need music! The only person I know who has great music is Bryan. Must. Have. Confident. To. Talk. To. Him.

I let out a sigh and, "Bryan?"

"Ssh."

"No Bryan, I won't take my hand back. I just--, uhm" okay, I'm hesitating. Just ask and it's done.

"Just what?" I look at him and he is still covering is face with the handkerchief.

"Ijustwanttouseyourphonetoplaysomemusic!" I slurred the words.

"Speak earth language, you've been practicing your alien language again Silly Girl. Haha." he gave me a faint laugh as he peeked to look at me and covered his eyes again. Oh jeez, his eyes are swelling, I can't take to see him crying it breaks my heart. Right after we had a thing with us. Please stop crying. I---, no, I need to talk before he catches me daydreaming again.

"I just want to uhm, to use your phone to play some music. Can I use it?"

"Sure. Can you get it in my pocket? And can you put my I.D. in my pocket. Thank you." he is still not releasing my hand. This guy is really giving me a hard time. Ugh!

"Uhm, sure." I tried reaching for his I.D. in his right side with the use of my left hand, but it's no use. Good stretching huh? "Uhm, Bryan. Can't reach for your I.D.. Can you?"

"Oh, sorry." he took his I.D. and, "Here." I took it. I noticed that there is a paper at the back of his I.D.. I turned it and saw his schedule. Nice schedule, I thought to myself. As I examined his week schedule, I realized we had the same time for every subjects and vacant period, but totally different subjects. Is this guy stalking me? I know he said it earlier that he isn't stalking me, but how the heck this happened? So I'll be spending my 3 hours with him then huh? This guy really.