Different

Chapter 35

I'll be writing in Jack's POV again! From chapter 31/32 (the party)

Enjoy!

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One cut.

Two cuts.

Three cuts.

It helps me - counting them. There are way more than three though. You know the feeling when you love someone so so much and whatever you do, they'll never love you back? Yeah that's how I feel. Every. Single. Fucking. Day. She doesn't know it - how much I love her and she won't ever find out. I can call myself lucky to just be around her.

I'm getting more and more depressed, you know. I feel happy only when I'm with her. And V knew that. She understood that and tried helping me with Emmy. Now that she's gone, I have no one to talk to about it. So I turned to cutting. I wanted to do it before but V didn't let me. Now that she's dead, no one can forbid me from cutting.

I'm going to a party today. Can't wait to see Emma and that dickhead. I get so angry when I just think about him being all over her. And seeing it, it takes everything in me to not punch him. He makes life harder for everyone. I wish he could just leave.

Every day I fall more and more in love with Emma. Every single time I see her, my heart starts beating even faster than it did the last time. I would give everything to be with her. Hell, to kiss her. Hold her.

I have a picture of her on my phone. I look at it all the fucking time and I feel like I'm a psycho but I just can't help myself. She's just that beautiful. Should I go to her dorm and ask her if she wants to ride with me to work?

Yeah I'll do that.

I get dressed and head towards Emma's dorm. I knock and she quickly opens it, looking surprised. "Hey," she smiles, hugging me. "What are you doing here?" She asks me and I smile at her, "well I'm driving you to work, what else would I be doing here? I'm not here to fuck you. Maybe some other time," I wink and she snorts.

If she only knew..

She grabs her bag and follows me to my car. Then a familiar voice is heard, "Emma what did I tell you about driving with him?"

Oh great. It's mister fuckface.

Emma turns around, looking kind of scared. What kind of a relationship is this? She shouldn't be afraid of him. That's not normal. "It's just a drive to the cafe. It's like 5 minutes," she defends herself but of course, it makes the dickhead even more angry. "I don't like you spending time with him," he growls at her and I've had it. I step in. "She can spend time with anyone she wants, Luke. She's not your property," I snap.

"Actually, she does belong to me," Luke narrows his eyes at me. Who does he think Emma is? More like what does he think she is? A thing that he owns? That's disgusting. Also, is he really trying to fight me with his half dead body? Sure buddy.

"Luke, I really don't like you going all caveman on every guy that even tries to talk to me," Emma intervenes, "besides, It's just a 10 minute drive. Relax. If you think that I'll cheat on you, then I don't know what you're doing, still being with me," she rolls her eyes and gets into my car. I do the same.

The first few minutes were quiet and then Emma speaks, "how can he demand that I don't hang out with you anymore? Who does he think he is? Sure, he's my boyfriend but he has no right to ask that from me. And don't get me started on his caveman attitude!" She rolls her eyes and I make the most bold move ever - I place my hand on her thigh, making her flinch. She didn't move it though. That means she likes it? "Calm down Emmy," I smile, squeezing it.

She lets me keep my hand on her thigh for the entire ride and let me tell you that I've never been happier. Well, maybe that time we slept together was better but I never touched her like that. Anywhere.