Staged |Jack Avery|

Thirty-four: Mind your own

Im sitting in the car with Jake as he drives to his house, sitting as the car fills with awkward silence and salty tears. 

Normally, I try not to let my emotions get the best of me. I've learned, over the years, that it's just easier to keep the emotions to yourself. No body is bothered by them, no body has to act like they care, and if you keep it up long enough, people tend to just get used to it. They truly believe you are just a cold hearted bitch and they don't question it. I like it that, i like people to ignore my emotions and for the most part, ignore me. But this time, this is different. This time, I don't care. I genuinely couldn't care less about who or what see's it

"Stop crying, please." Jake sighs

"Mind your own business, please. Thank you for the place to stay and the ride, but please just stay out of whatever this is." I ask hoping he would just leave it alone

"Look, i'm no match maker but you obviously love him and he obviously loves you. I say give it a chance. Or at least another chance." He just shrugs

"Look, i appreciate the input, but you have no idea what goes on behind the scenes. When the camera is off, its a whole mess and a half. We love eachother, but we don't work well together, and it interferes with the band and how they act together. I wont interfere with them as a band or friends, he will get over it. There will be plenty of other girls, and plenty of other opportunities for him. It's okay. I still have zach, and angel, and sooner or later we will grow up and be friends. Or at least mutuals. It will be fine. Just please, stay out of it. At least for now." I ask while wiping my tears away

"I can respect that, but don't let this tear you apart Like your letting it." He smiles half heartedly at me as we pull into the driveway 

"Thank you, Jake." I smile back at him and get out of the car

I grab my bags and hesd straight to angels room

"Angel!" I yell as i plop on her bed

"Nikki!" She yells back in the same whiny manner as she plops next to me

"I'm upset!" I pout and pull a pillow over my face

"I know." She sighs as she hugs me

"What do i do?" I sigh and throw the pillow back

"Give it time. That's all you can do." Angel sighs with me and sits up

"Honestly, i don't want to give it time. I don't want to wait. I know it's bad, Ang, but i want him back. And i really shouldn't, but i do. I-its not like i'm going to go running back to him or whatever, because I can't do that to myself, to the band, or to him. Because i know that if i do, it will continue to end the same and continue to just be this repetitive, horrible thing but i miss him, Angel. I miss him and his stupid curls and his stupid laugh and his stupid everything. I miss it. I love him, and you know better than anybody, I don't just throw that word around. I truly and honestly love him. And i just don't know anymore." I groan as i once again sjove my face into a pillow

"Look, if its meant to happen, it will. Just give it time, give yourself space. But until it does or doesn't, i think you should branch out a bit. Get your mind off it and maybe onto someone else...." Angel says with a stupid grin 

"....Angel?" I ask from under the pillow

"Yes?" She asks back, you can practically feel the stupid grin

"What did you do?" I ask, slightly removing the pillow

"I may have kinda sorta made friends with a girl today and well...." she trails off

"You didn't." I look at her as her excitement builds up

"But i did." She lets her smile grow larger as she looks to me

"I literally just broke things off with jack and you already set me up on a date?!" I yell at her yet her smile fails to fade away

"Not just any date with any person, a date with the infamous, bicon and lover of all things Brendon,  Jessie Paege." She squeals a bit after speaking 

"You set me up on a date with THE Jessie Paege? Are you insane? Are you mental!? What the hell, Ang!? I'm not ready for that!" I yell as i throw the pillow at her

"Okay! Okay! It's not necessarily a date. She had an extra ticket to spooky Disney and offered to take me, i said i was busy but had a friend who would love to go. Not a date, but potentially could lead to some." She shrugs 

"Agh! You are impossible." I roll my eyes

"You won't be alone! Frank and Eva will be there as well." She smiles proudly as she stands up from the bed

"Oh my god." I just sigh and roll over, shoving my fave further into the bed as she squeals like a duing squirrel 

"You'll thank me for this!" She says loudly as she leaves the room to go wash her makeup off

"I hope you drown in your makeup cleanser!" I yell back as she laughs

Why? Why does she have to do this? I mean, i love her to death, but was this realy necessary?