His Good Girl

Chapter Fifty Eight

"Let's go" I said, pulling her arm the other direction, trying to avoid him.

 I see in my peripheral vision that he's walking swiftly towards us. His hands in his pockets of his nicely fitting leather jacket that looks very good on him. Even the nice maroon beanie that makes him look even hotter-. VICTORIA STOP IT!!! I scold myself for thinking that and continue on the path to where we're going. 

"VIC!" He shouts and I ignore him just like he did  to me for the past week. Molly turns her head to face him and I know what she's thinking. 

"Don't you dare" I tell her as we continue to walk. She hesitates for a moment before completely stopping. Since her arm is linked with mine, it pulls me back and I groan at her for stopping as the crunches of his footprints get closer until they completely stop behind us. 

"I'll leave you both now" Molly said, eyeing between the both of us. I see him nod and I give her a glare as she walks past me, leaving him and I alone. 

I close my eyes and let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding, the cold winter air making it white in the atmosphere. I slowly turn around and face him for the first time since the incident with David. 

"What do you want Jack?" I ask, lifting my head to meet his gorgeous face. I take in a short breath as I see how hot he looks. From his chiselled-to-perfection jaw line to his chocolatey brown eyes. His silky hair tucked under his maroon beanie and the way his white shirt underneath clutches to his body, showing a hint of his muscular body underneath. 

"We need to talk... about us" He said, looking at me. 

I nod, "Yeah we do..." I said, trailing off at the end. 

"Look,.." He starts as he scratches the back of his neck, indicating to me that he's nervous about something.

"I've been doing a lot of thinking the past week... and I feel like you were right about what you said back there" He said, referring to the conversation we had a week ago in David's mansion. 

"I didn't mean to pin it all on you... cause I also played a part in all of this...lying......I think that we should just forget all of this  and just move on.. together" He said and I feel conflicted at what he said. 

A part of me wants us back together and forgets all of this and just move on but a part of me feels like we just can't forget it and move on. I don't think I can just keep living by throwing my problems under the rug and hoping that they'll go away by themselves when really they don't. They just keep piling up until you can no longer keep them under there and our relationship is too important than to just throw it under the rug. 

"As much as I want to just move on with you, Jack.... I can't...... I can't keep just throwing the problems underneath the rug and hope that they'll go away..... If we just go and forget this it'll be this big unspoken thing between us........ Lying to each other is not something I take lightly, Jack.. I'm serious on that.... and I learn't that sometimes lying to protect the ones you love might turn out more painful for them then if they found out the truth........ I'm sorry but I just can't go and forget this never happened." I said and I see his entire body sink in defeat. 

"So what are you saying?" He asks, his voice shaking a bit. And I can't help but feel my heart break at the decision I'm gonna make. 

"I think that.... we should take some time apart.... to just figure stuff out." I said, and I see his eyes widen in panic. 

"No... we've taken that time, Vic..... we can talk it out.... we can fix this, munchkin... We can fix this right now, if you want... I just can't lose you....... Please, munchkin.. don't do this" He said, his voice breaking at the end as his eyes fill with pain.