The Notorious Story Of Jupiter Rory

Chapter Thirty-Five

"im drowning in all my doubt, trying to start again."

I walk alongside Arlo in the park, school ending early today due to some staff meetings.

He pulled me aside this morning, asking if we could hang out after school. That way we could talk about a few things.

He ended up bringing along Tiberius and Gremlin, to get them out for their daily walk. They ran around after each other while Arlo and I talked.

I expected most of his questions, already having an answer for them but some threw me off. The one where he asked me about my feelings for his brother.

Because it was complicated.

"Tiberius!" I call out and he comes running towards me, his tail wagging back and forth.

I picked him up, placing him in my lap and started petting him, avoiding most of Arlos questions.

"When it comes to Noah, it's complicated okay. I don't know what my feelings are, and if their even real." I shot back, playing it off.

But inside I was tearing myself to pieces, because Noah and I didn't make any sense. But when it came to him, I knew one thing - and that is, he makes me happy.

I shook my head, closing my eyes. Realizing that my entire life was just a messy spider web of disasters.

"I think you need to tell him how you actually feel about him, put it all out there." Arlo says, glancing away from me.

He grumbled out, "I was planning on telling him about mine and Branson's relationship." He says softly.

My heart races and I grabbed his hand in mine, smiling widely at him, "His feelings for you will never change, he loves you unconditionally." I whispered out.

Knowing deep down that it was true, the one thing that came first to Noah was his family and I knew he'd accept Arlo for who he is.

I ended up hugging him goodbye, giving both Gremlin and Tiberius a kiss before walking away from them, feeling my insides twist.

So many emotions running through me, because all I could think about was some stupid boy.

A guy just passing through my life.

I ended up back at the arena, skating around in the empty rink, listening to my music as I skated around - trying desperately to distract myself from the real world.

It was a scary place.

Always ruining my life, I never asked for any of this. Sometimes I wish I never existed, that way I didn't have to ever feel this pain.

Because being in love with someone but not having them is such a painful thing.

It hurt not having him by my side, hanging out with him or skating around when he was first teaching me to skate.

There was just something about him, something enticing. I couldn't get him out of my head, after spending so much time with him.