Chapter 24

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I looked at him dead in his beautiful eyes, which were full of regret and sorrow. i Was about to give me answer to his longed question, when the bell for the next class starting ringing through out the hall. I let go if his hands because i needed to get my stuff and i was most likely going to get i trouble being that i was in the ' Bathroom' for such a long period of time.

RYAN's P.O.V:

My stomach never dropped so deep before. I felt my heart crumble. Guilt poored over me. There are 3 things that hurt the most,

Being replaced, being forgotten and guilt. Guilt hurts like a bitch. As soon as her hand pulled away from mine i knew it was over, i lost her. Watching her walk away hurt especially because i knew why and

it was my fault. I wanted jasmine to be my girl, i was gonna take her to prom and everything.I walk away, making sure she isn't about to step out the door, she didnt want to see Me and i only had thing on my mind, Which was to find jess.

I walk through the halls, not caring about class. I see her, standing on the other end of the hall with her friend. I walk over pissed. Im pretty sure you could see the smoke out of my ears. " can i speak to you?" i ask her even if she said no i would.

"Ok" she said. " who the fuck do you think you are? You randomly show up, get drunk as hell fuck around with me knowing i was gonna be drunk. do you know what you did? you took your horny ass and didnt care about if i was talking to some girl" i state trying to raise my tone. " can

i be completely honest with you?" she says " what?" i ask. " you look extremely sexy when you get mad" she says biting her stupid lip. " fuck you and fuck off why dont you go find some dick to suck!" i say walking away sticking up the middle finger. I find myself leaving school,

because at the moment i really dont care about my classes i want to forget about its for a couple of hours. I get in my car, blast the radio and head home. After a rushed 10 min drive, i get to my house, No one is home.

I go up to my room, grab the lighter from my bathroom, and a little box hidden behind the sink, and go in my closet and grab a bottle of beer, or two. This is the only method i know that helps take away stress, and well sex, but i wouldn't rush it with jasmine. I open the back door and

i am now sitting on one of my houses decks looking out at the view, which was relaxing. I got comfy and took deep breathes. i grab the little box and open it, inside was a blunt that i left the last time i took it out, which was yesterday night.

I lay back and spark the blunt and inhale deeply and exhale. But i still thought about jasmine the whole time. I guess thats how you know you really love someone, oh shit, not love well i don't know, whatever you do to stop thinking about them, you still do.

I go to my next class. I cant stop thinking about that question ' will you be my girlfriend?' repeated in my head. I need to take a walk, to get out of that hot class room, too think. I then again used that same escape rout, 'can i go the bathroom?' to get my way out of class.

I go the bathroom, actually. I go in the big stall and lock the door behind e me and lean against the tile wall and close my eyes. I want to tell him, yes. I thought. But he doesn't deserve to win because he hurt me, and he can easily do it again. i thought. In that moment i felt like i had a devil on shoulder and an angel on the other.

I have my phone in my hand, i want to text him and tell him my choice but. I just dont know, i dont want to make the wrong choice, i did like him, i still do like him, a lot. But i dont want to get hurt again. After 5 minutes of going back and fourth with my self, i grabbed my phone and unlocked it, i went to our messages. I type in my answer and inhale and exhale right before clicking send.

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