The End Of Us // Jacob Sartorious

Not Again

The dismissal bell rings and students start leaving the classroom. I place my book in my bag before hanging it over my shoulder and meeting up with Emma.

"I think I'm going to talk to him." I say as I walk up to her. She looks shocked at me for a few seconds before regaining her posture.

"You are?" she questions. I nod my head. "What are you going to say?"

That is true, what the hell am I going to say? What is he going to say? If he apologizes, do I accept? If he tries to explain, do I let him? I don't even know what to do anymore at this point.

"I guess that just depends on what he has to say." I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

The halls soon become empty due to the fact that kids have left already. I stayed with Emma until she got a call from her mom saying that she was here to pick her up. Emma gave me a quick hug and wished me luck before jogging out the school doors.

I took a deep breath as I slowly made my way to the front of the school as well. I opened the door and seen Jacob sitting on the railing for the stairs. He looks my way and sends me a smile. I smile faintly back at him as I slowly made my way to him. As I became closer, I seen a petite girl with gorgeous brown hair leap into his arms. His arms wrap around her waist as he spun her around.

You know when you drown, the water enters your lungs, slowly suffocating you? That's what that felt like. Except it was air. And except it was metaphorical. But that's the way I felt; like I had been knocked down and had the wind knocked out of me. I felt my heart shatter into pieces again.

I'm not even sure why I had built up this hope. Especially when it came to Jacob. I mean, it took me about three months to get over him and now that he's back it's like I wasted three months on trying to make those feelings evaporate knowing they would reappear over time. It's like I knew it didn't matter how hard I tried to push my feelings away, they would bounce back.

And here he is, the guy who I had thought wanted to talk things out, kissing his gorgeous girlfriend whom I can never compete with.

I turned around and started to make my way home. I would've felt bad if I asked Emmet to come pick me up so I just decided to walk home. Besides, I need to clear my mind anyways. I plug my headphones in and play music as I walk down the sidewalk.

I took in my surroundings. The clouds where a grey colour, looking as if it was going to rain. I cannot explain how much I love the rain, it makes me feel all cozy and warm. A cool breeze blew against the trees and my hair. This was my favorite kind of weather.

My phone began to ring and I took it out of my pocket to read the name. Mom, was the name printed across it. I wasn't hesitant to answer.

"Hey jess," she answered. I didn't like the way her voice sounded, it sounded soft yet quiet. She sounded weak.

"Hi mom." I tried to ignore the fact that she just didn't sound the same. All I needed was a nice call with my mom.

"What are you up to?" She asked. She let out a dry cough.

"I'm on my way home, are you okay?" I couldn't suppress the question any longer. I knew something was wrong and I needed to know what.

"Yeah honey I'm fine." She lied. I knew she meant well and she didn't want to worry me, but I was already worried.

"You don't sound fine," I said. "Are you getting sick?"

"Yeah, something like that." I knew she was lying, but why? What was it that she couldn't tell me? Did she think I couldn't handle it?