Chapter 4: Regrets?

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Hey my beauties, this is a really short one, hope it's not too boring for you all

I'm really trying with this book

Thanx

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Jaxson's P.O.V

I looked over at my clock hanging on the wall. It was exactly 1:00am. As I lay in my bed trying to get some sleep. I couldn't help but let my mind slip back to what happened in the cafeteria at school today. Every time I close my eyes, images of summer sneaks in my head again and again haunting me. Every dam time I close my eyes. This girl seems to be in every thought of mine! I can't take this anymore. Why am I thinking about her so dam much! It's driving me crazy. I only met her today, and she's already in my head. All I could picture now, was how her frightened face looked when I had her arm pined behind her back. She looked so innocent, so vaunrable. I knew my grip on her arm was causing her a lot of pain but I just couldn't let go. I don't know why, but all I knew and felt then was the raging anger in me. I just felt so angry, knowing the person that I wanted out of This school was standing once again I front of me. Something in me just snapped.

I hated this girl so much. I don't know why, but everything about her made me attracted to her and I did not like it at all. How can I fall for some clumsy new girl that seems to be messing everything up. I'm Jaxon Haynes for Christ sake! I'm the schools playboy. I don't need some stupid girl getting in the way.

As I close my eyes, I see nothing. I knew that this silly little thought would disappear.

After a few seconds I jump at the sound of her voice echoing in my head. What the hell is happening! Once again I'm thinking a out her! I'm trying so desperately hard to not think about her. I can't help but picture those blue eyes. How tears rolled down her rosey cheeks. How she managed to whisper out those words. Somehow, by hearing the sound of her voice, it made me gain control again. Every single nerve in my body was telling me to hate this girl. But my heart was speaking the opposite. In my mind, I know I hate this girl so much, but thoughts of her keep flooding in.

All I could imagine, was how a single stray tear dripped onto my arm. My anger at that point seemed to calm, I was just so confused. I didn't know what to do. I felt so guilty. As I'm picturing her face, a lump forms in my throat that I so forcefully swallow down.

Normally when other girls cry, I would find it amusing and annoying at the same time.

But that's not what I felt with her.

As soon as I saw I tear escape from her eyes, I instantly felt like taking away all her pain even though I knew I was the only reason she was crying. I felt so helpless watching her cry. I was frozen stiff from the shock of what I had just done. All I could do was just stand there. I have to apologise. I took it too far. Tomorrow I'm going to find her and I'm going to say sorry to her.n

Just in the moment my thoughts were interrupted as I heard a voice call out my name. I knew exactly to whom that voice belonged to.

"Jaxon? I know your awake" Vanessa softly spoke. I tried my best to appear as composed as possible in front of her as she came to sit beside me on the bed. "I know your thinking about today" she spoke again

Dam it! Was it that obvious? Vanessa seems to just know everything. I don't know how. I think it's a sister thing.

Vanessa isn't really my sister. Since my parents didn't want to have another child after me. The day after I was born, they adopted Vanessa who was born just two days before me. My parents wanted two children but the didn't have enough time to wait for another so instead they adopted Vanessa and raised us together until our nanny took over when we turned six.

Vanessa may not be my real sister, but I love her more than anything.

There was a moment of silence until a felt Vanessa move off my bed and out the door.

Soon after that, sleep had finally consumed me and I was fast asleep snoring.

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Morning came far to early.

As I rolled out of bed a message flashed up onto my phone screen, it was Zach.

"Meet me at the front desk, we are swapping classes for the year"

- z

"Fine, you owe me mate"

-J

I quickly replied back

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Summer's P.O.V

UGH ! Another day of torture. It's only my second day and I'm already thinking about the weekend.

As I rolled out of bed, my eyes landed on my wrist. There was now a big ugly purple/blue bruise.

"Great! Thanx Jaxon" I sarcastically Wishpered. I looked out my window and saw it was a really dull day, it looked like it was going to rain. "Well that's good, at least I'll have an excuse for wearing a long sleeve today" thank yo Mother Nature.

I pray to God I don't run into that good for nothing Jaxon today..or the next day...or the day after that.... The whole year maybe? Ugh. I'm screwed.

And with a sigh I got up and started getting ready for the day.

F.M.L

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Well guys,

here is another really short chapter.

I know, it's really short and I officially SUCK at writing.

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