chapter eight

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JACE POV

" I can't live with you anymore." she said as I cleaned her up some.

" I know, you made it clear that you hate me."

" no."

I stopped, confused.

" I love you so much that I'm afraid. I'm afraid that you're gonna leave me again. Or that I'll forget she exists for too long, and become so confident and vulnerable to you that you could cheat a million times," she paused

" and I would still love you." she finished, pressing her lips to mine.

End of chapter seven

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LYNN POV

I stirred, my head pounding as my body took revenge on me for drinking. The memories of me walking out on Jace flooded in and I remembered all the way up to wondering how I was gonna pay for the food I ate.

As I was replaying the night in my head I became aware of my surroundings and saw that I was in Jace and I's bed. And he was sleeping next to me. Like he used to.

Right here in this moment, when the morning sun washes over him and I tuck him in before going to make breakfast. It was perfect. I would make him croissants, eggs, bacon, and even sweet chocolate treats for his breakfast before starting on his lunch. Usually it was a meat dish with vegetables, rice and a rice krispie. I wanted him to eat healthy at lunch, but how can you give up rice krispie treats no way. I laughed, remembering the one week where I had forgotten his treat and he came all the way home to pick it up.

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Ring, Ring

I walked over to see who was calling

" Ma bish"

It was Jace. He usually never calls at this time since he knows I have to get ready for work too, so I pick it up assuming it was a life or death situation.

" honey somethings seriously wrong." he breathed heavily over the phone

" what is it??"

" i got to the station, and there was no treat in my bag, so i searched everything and I think you forgot." he heaved, as if he was still running

I looked over to the counter to see his rice krispie laying on the counter.

" Oh, I did. I will leave early and drop it off ok-"

" I MADE IT" Jace shouted, coming through the door and walking over to me.

I stared at him in amazement. Did he seriously come all the way home for his rice krispie. He would be late if he took the next scheduled train.

" What's wrong with you, I could have brought it there!" I scolded him as he pulled me into a hug.

" I need it now, since I eat it before lunch. Plus, this way we can get to work together. You never let me take you when we work in the same area." he pouted.

" It's an hour drive, that's so much gas money. And you need to be there before I do, so it's easier to leave separately." I explained.

" But gas isn't gonna be a problem once I get promoted, and you can always sit with me in my office for a while before you go. I think I'll be able to focus more, too." he argued

" I'll only distract you more."

" I worry about you for so long but if you stay with me I won't have to....."

" I'll think about it, so let's go, okay??" I pushed him out the door laughing

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I was angry. Angry that I had to stop myself from loving him again. It was getting harder, and him sleeping here like this only made it worse. I had to protect myself. If I loved him again........I could never leave him. I could never be strong enough and leave him alone. So I need to do it now.

I could probably spend the night at a friends house. He usually isn't up for a while after me, so I would make him some pancakes, then pack up for the day. I have no chance if I stay here with him.

We had frozen pancakes so I microwaved them and started packing as they cooked.

What did I need. Clothes, charger, headphones, wallet, and my panda slippers. I need them they're my favorite. They match with Jace's but I'm not throwing them away for him, they're my children.

I placed the plate of pancakes topped with caramel sauce on the counter and grabbed my bag.

"Stop" a voice said from the hallway.

I froze, thinking it was a killer and I would have to go all matrix and dodge a bullet.

" We need to talk." the voice spoke. I slowly turned to see who it was and I saw Jace, standing there,

His face was serious, but I couldn't take him that way with his bed hair. It was shaped like a squirrel, so I laughed. I saw his face soften at this, and he motioned for me to follow him with a smile instead.

We went out to the porch and sat, staring at each other for 7 years. No it was ten minutes.

He finally spoke: " Don't leave me"

JACE'S POV

No facial expression, no life in her eyes. She hated me. It must have just been the drunk subconscious and not her. I could always see her again, but I would never see her again. I would never see the life in her eyes that brought me such bliss. Because I lost her. Lost her in my own selfishness.

She looked up, about to speak.

"Okay" 

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