Broken Wings

Chapter 44: Caught

"Just gonna stand there and hear me cry." - Rihanna

I set my jaw, grit my teeth and clenched my fists. I could feel my heart being torn into a million pieces. I didn't know how to react, or what to say. I tried to swallow the painful pit in my throat but it was too late, the tears were already beginning to shed out of my eyes.

It hurt. It hurt like hell.

The two of them stopped abruptly when they sensed us staring.

Kat leered while Luke was speechless, shocked to see me standing there.

I didn't even wait for him to explain himself as I whipped around and flew up the stairs.

"Sasha, wait. I can explain!" He shouted. "Sasha!"

I slammed my bedroom door closed as hard as I could and broke down. This hurt way more than the time Jesse cheated on me. Why? Maybe because I saw it with my own eyes this time.

As I cried a huge river in my room, I crawled to my closet and took out my suitcases.

There was a knock on the door before it opened. Thankfully, it wasn't Luke.

Jesse noticed my open suitcases and chuckled lightly. "Need some help?"

He didn't even expect me to answer, he just began taking everything that was mine and neatly packing it in the suitcases.

"Where are you gonna move to?" He asked while we packed, as if he could read my mind.

"Canada."

"I was born in Canada."

"Mm." I was not really in the mood to have a conversation right now. He of all people would understand why.

Once I finished packing all my clothes and Jesse made sure he had packed up my other things, we sat down on the bed.

"I don't want you to move away, Sasha. But I get how you feel, I'd want to move too. Far away from home."

Gabrielle then barged into the room. "Okay, so Chris just told Luke and Kat to leave to give you some time to think about it."

"Good. Even though it wasn't necessary," Jesse required.

"What do you mean?"

Jesse pointed to the stack of suitcases against the wall.

"You're... leaving?"

"Sasha is."

"Where to?"

"She wants to move to Canada."

"That's a great idea."

That's what I loved most about Gabrielle, she understood almost anything without asking, just like Jesse.

"My brother lives in Canada," Gabrielle told me.

"In which province?" Jesse asked.

"Ontario. He lives in Toronto last I heard, maybe I could give him a call and see if it's okay if you live with him?"

"Are you serious?" I choked.

"Yeah, I mean. I get that you probably don't want to deal with any boys right now but I know Blake. He's not exactly the type of guy who goes out with girls."

"So, you're saying he's gay?"

"No. He's just not the romantic type. He has a lot of friends that are girls but he hasn't gone out with any of them. But he is really good with people and understanding them."