My Fake Smile [On hold]

Chapter 18 - Molly

Sorry, this is a shortish chapter, I know I suck. I may or may not have been watching a lot of Supernatural episodes... I'm only up to season 4 so if you spoil it... Ima kill yo *pounds chest*

Excuse the mistakes.

Molly Quinn (irl) as Molly Croates (book) to the side ~>

Chapter 18 - Molly

 

Jamie

His lips felt like they were meant to be against mine. The way they moulded against my own made me forget about any previous situation. Tangling his hands into my hair, he nipped my bottom lip making me grasp at the hair on the nape of his neck. Confidently, I pulled him closer to me until there was no space between us at all. I felt him smile against my lips which made me all the more tingly inside.

 Shivers ran down my spine and he traced his fingers down my arm until his hands reached my waist. When they got there, he squeezed them protectively making me smile against his lips instead. As he pulled away I whimpered at the loss of his touch. Although I still wanted his lips against mine, he resorted to resting his head against my own.

Realisation hit me like a truck, I was perfectly ok with kissing Chase. Yet, I know hardly anything about him. Sure I know what he likes to read and all his guilty pleasures, but I don't know anything about his life. I don't know about his life anything after he left. All in all, I don't know him at all.

Pulling away, I sat uncomfortably in Chase's torturing gaze, "What's wrong?" He asked. It was a simple question, but I didn't have an answer.

"I-I just-"

"Did I do something wrong?"

Finding the right words, I looked him in the eye, "No, it's not that. But before we do anything else, I need to know. I need to know what happened after you left. I can't- I can't be with you when I hardly know you," He looked hesitant as I ringed my hands together, "Tell me everything, please," I begged.

His face remained passive as he nodded. "Okay..." He gulped and sat next to me.

"When we left, I couldn't bear to be away from you. Without you it felt like I was missing a piece of me. I was young and naive so I thought that the best way to get away would be to forget. And boy was I wrong...

I swear it was as if there was a monster inside of me eating away at my soul. We were so close and our friendship was ripped away from me, from us. I got into a bad crowd, I smoked weed, got drunk every other day. Mum and dad didn't help, they were too busy messing up their own relationship to notice how screwed up I was. But, then I met Molly,"

His face held a small smile as he mentioned the familiar name.

"It was only a year ago, but I still remember seeing her for the first time. I thought she was so beautiful. I thought she was an angel, though when would a drunken boy not think something absurd like that."

I felt a pang in my chest as he talked about her like she was the only girl in the world. He thought so highly of her, I must admit I was just a little jealous. But, he just kissed me. So he should like me, right? I just hope our feelings are mutual.

"She helped me up, took me back to hers and looked after me. She was so caring and kind, it kind of scared me." He paused.

"Why would that scare you?" I asked: curious.

He looked up at me before he replied, "Because she reminded me so much of you. You two are so similar. You're both kind, caring, sweet. You put others before yourself. Though you're not similar in looks, she has red hair while you have brown. She has a paler complexion compared to you too."

Sighing, he looked down. "What happened to her, I blame myself for. I should've been there, but I wasn't.

Molly and her little sister were down by the river near her house. They were looking for me because I disappeared for a while. Molly and I had an argument because she caught me smoking. I told her I stopped, but I lied to her. I fucking lied to her. If I just stopped, none of this would be happening."  He paused to collect himself before continuing.

"It was cold that morning, and slippery. Lucy - Molly's sister - tripped and fell into the river. She couldn't swim. Molly jumped in after her and pulled her out as fast as she could. But, the current was too quick, she only managed to get Lucy out. Not herself."

A gasp escaped my lips, how could he hold this together - bottle it all up. I never would have guessed it. And he's managed to get through this without anyone's help. He's so brave.

"Someone got her out eventually. But she hit her head too many times on the rocks. She's hasn't opened her eyes since, she's in a coma back at the hospital near where I lived. I couldn't bear seeing her like that, but I would still go to see her everyday - apologising every single time. But sorry isn't enough. 'Sorry' won't wake her up,"

His eyes were filled with tears and he looked up at me. One glided down his cheek so I wiped it away with my thumb. Cupping his cheek, I replied, "It's not your fault, Chase-"

He interrupted me - shouting, "It is my fault my fault Jamie! If I didn't fucking lie to her she would still be awake. But she's in a fucking coma because I was a complete dick towards her!" He pulled away from me.

Tears filled my own eyes. I went to reach out to him but he flinched away from my touch.

"Don't touch me! Don't fucking touch me! You don't understand!" His face was red with anger.

"Chase, I do understand. Please, just let me help you!" I tried to get him to listen to me. But my attempt failed miserably.

"You don't fucking understand! No one does!"

With that, he got up and left slamming the door shut behind him. I sat there staring at the closed fron door wallowing in my own tears. What have I done? I pushed a nerve saying it wasn't his fault. But it wasn't! I don't know what to do. I want to help Chase but I can't. I just don't what to do...