THE BROKEN BOY *On Hold *

"A Day From Hell"

Chapter 12

Jackson P.O.V

It as been four months since I started dating Amira And I am happy that she is comfortable with us not putting a label on our relationship. She is honestly the most understanding person I know and I like that about her. I am honestly in a position were I can't fall for her but whenever I am around her,the feeling I have feel her threaten to overwhelmed me at time, there are times when I feel invisible, like nothing can touch me. I just can't survive another heartbreak, I am not stable enough to get hurt again and the feelings I have for her are coming on really fast. There are days I can't breath when she is around, it just overwhelming at times.

I know I am falling in love with her but not putting a label on our relationship is the only thing keeping me from loosing myself and get my heart broken again, I just can't let her hurt me so if that means avoid putting a label on this I will do it at all costs.means, I won't label it.

I was in my small room completely lost in thought, I wasn't even hearing a word Chris was saying. I was just pretending to listen to him and not look completely lost. There was a knock at the door and Chris yelled come in to who's to ever was at the door. The door swing open and Sam stepped in to the small room and there was on expression on his face that I couldn't place. I haven't seen Sam in a while and he as been complaining about me avoiding brotherly bonding day but in all honesty these day I want to spend even waking hour with my girl.

"Hey bro! I haven't seen you lately, ever since Amira pussy whipped you." Sam murmured with a wide gruesome grin and Chris eyes went wide.

"I wish, I was pussy whip." I stated, Chris look a little at easy now that I cleared up the misunderstanding.

Sam has been wanting to have a private conversation with me for the pass weeks now, I guess that is why he is here. Chris left to go to the library and give us some privacy so we could discuss some urgent matter. It sounded really important on the phone when Sam had called some weeks ago but I was too busy with Amira to hear him out. He didn't look his usual self, he looked a bit worried and anxious. He took in a deep breathe before he spoke.

"I have something very important to talk to you about but first I need to say this bro, I want you to know I love you and your my little bro and you can talk to me about anything. This is really hard for me to say so please don't freak out," Sam stated very anxiously. Of course I know he loves me. But why is he acting all wired and shit.

Sam was always a brother that is there for me but when times get too tough for me I shouted him out of my life but I am okay so what is he getting at. He looked lost in thoughts as he search for the right words. He sat on the bed beside me. He place a hand on my shoulder as if he was trying to comfort me for the blow that was about to come. I was completely confused by his action but only one answer came to mind to describe his behavior.

"Are you gay Sam?" I ask with a calm expression. If he was gay I would accept him. He is my brother for God sake.

" FUCK NO Dude! Why the hell would you ask me that" Sam murmured looking very irritated but mirthful at the same time.

"Because you were being all sensitive and shit" I caught the stupid look that Sam had plastered across his face.

"No fuck face, Emma is transferring to this college"Sam whispered the last part as if he didn't intend on me hearing it but I heard and I immediately froze in time.

Was he serious because this is not funny. Is it because I called him gay? If the is some sick joke, it's not fucking funny. Because the look on Sam's face didn't tell the tail of a joke. He was serious. The mirthful looking he had just minute ago was completely erase and was replace by completely sympathy.

"Why the fuck did this bitch have to come here, just when shit is going great for me." my subconscious ranted stamping it's feet on the ground in a frantic manner.

I was paralyzed by what I just heard. How could she be coming to this school. There are so many other school why supreme Vesta. Hasn't she done enough I have finally moved on from her. Even though I promise I wouldn't let Amira close enough to hurt me, I wasn't prepared for non of this shit. I honestly wasn't upset about her moving here but I was hurt broken, how could I face the demon that tore my heart from my chest and stamped on it, She ruined me. In that moment I was back to that boy that was so heartbroken he couldn't even think straight. All the old wounds spend so much time covering were ripped open for the world to see. I felt the same pain I felt when she left. The hole in my chest grow ten times bigger.

" Why did I still feel so hurt, so broken. Amira is a nice girl when she isn't acting all crazy, how will I ever be better for her." I thought to myself as the hole in my chest grow even bigger. I held my head in shame as tears threaten to stain my cheeks.

" Bro it's going to be okay! You have Amira now" Sam said in a cooied tone of voice as he rubbed my back in a soothing manner.

I was completely out of it. I was consume by my thought. I hear my brother talking to someone else but I was ashame to left my head and face the person. I was being drag by my thought. I penetrated hole in the ground as I stared off into space and just like that I was back to where I was a few months ago to being completely consume by Emma. The talking in the small space that kept growing smaller by the minute got even louder. I could make out bites and piece of what was going on. I heard Amira's voice but my brain wouldn't not will my mouth to speak. The talking turn to shouting and in that moment I was back to being Emma's little "bitch". How could I face Amira?

"You have been ignoring me ever since I stepped foot through that door has if I interrupted a fucking secreted meeting. What gives you the fucking right to act all fucking calm now!!!" My head was snapped up to stare in to the eye of the girl that is on the verge of steeling my heart from under me, I saw Amira standing before me shouting her head off, as my every brain cell I had left will my mouth to speak.

How can I hurt her? I can't! I can't tell her I am still in love with my ex. I know I love her and if I give my heart the chance I might fall madly in love with her but I can't and will not allow that, I just can't get hurt again.

"What do I do now?" I thought to myself. But nothing came to mind.

"Baby! Please just drop it!" I mutter to her and she looked shock. Fuck I have never called her baby. She is going to put a label on this shit now.