The Notorious Story Of Jupiter Rory

Chapter Thrity-Two

"I admit it - I think about it sometimes."

Returning to school was absolute hell, because I had to hide away from all the students. Them surly knowing now that Noah and I broke up.

I threw my hair up into a messy bun, wearing some black tights and one of Bellamy's sweatshirts. Feeling so incredibly drained.

All I wanted was for this day to be over with, but for some reason I knew things would probably hit the fan. I mean, it was my life after all.

Things never went right for me, and at this point I've accepted it. I just got to get past it, only to fuck up again.

It was a cycle for me.

I walk down the hall, when someone slams into my shoulder, causing me to lose my balance. I end up catching it, leaning into a set of lockers.

"Watch where your going bitch." I snapped out, my eyes landing on her.

Larissa fucking Evans. This dumb bitch.

She smirked at me. "Sorry, didn't see you there," She says before adding on, "Heard about you and Noah, good to see he became sane and dumped you."

I snickered, rolling me eyes at her because she only thought she knew the truth. I flipped her the middle finger before walking away quickly.

Heading off to my class, avoiding everyone's eyes because I was ready to explode. I wasn't sure I would be able to make it through the entire day.

I decided to skip my first two classes and hide out in the library, Arlo ended up finding me hiding between the book shelves.

My head buried deep into a book as I tried desperately to distract my racing brain.

"You okay Jupiter? You've been acting a bit strange lately." He questions, sitting down next to me on the floor.

He watched me closely, as I hid my face with the book. Because I knew if I looked at him it would just hurt my heart more.

"Perfectly fine, just currently self destructing but it'll all be fine in about a month." I replied dryly, my words holding a truth to them.

Because I ruin things in my life and watch them fall apart, accepting the consequences.

All I wanted was to be happy. Why was that so fucking hard?

He sighs out, shaking his head, "Sounds like Noah right now, he's been off drinking and fighting every night. I swear you two are so stubborn." He grumbles.

I played with my hands in my lap, chewing my bottom lip nervously while processing his words. I couldn't focus whenever Noah was brought up, because he was my one biggest distraction.

My one mistake that I actually missed if that made any sense? We never made sense.

But I'd like to think, that maybe things could've worked out between us, because whenever he held me, he cling to my body and hold me there.

He was often stubborn, and could be a big baby but he was kind of incredible. Because he was always there for me.

And maybe that was part of the plan, but somehow Noah Ashbury made me fall hard for him and it would take a while to get over that.

"Wanna talk about it?" He questions, shooting me a questioning look.

I cleared my throat while shrugging my shoulders, "Told my parents I married some random stranger in Vegas and it didn't go so smoothly," I ramble before chewing my bottom lip.