Inevitable Love ≫ J.G

Chapter XXI

- Two Days Later -

These last two days have been interesting and being that I was alone, it gave me a lot of time to think which is what I needed to do more than anything.

Jack's been on my mind all the time lately, it was crazy. I haven't felt this way about a guy in a year and if anyone was to tell me I'd gain feelings for Jack - or anyone in that matter - I'd tell them they were lying.

I didn't expect to gain feelings, It's the last thing I expected to do actually. But, since I've caught them I don't know what to do. If we were to ever go to that next level - relationship - would I accept it and let it happen?

I've been hurt way too many times in relationships and I'm honestly afraid. I know I have to 'let the past go and focus on the present' but it's easier said than done.

Hell, half of the things people tell me to do are easier said than do. If I could release this fear of being hurt by someone close to me, I would in a heartbeat. But life doesn't work that way, unfortunately.

Andrew really fucked me up, mentally and emotionally. I could never understand why he'd do that to me. My first thought was that he only wanted to sex but we only did it once and we stayed afterwards.

Even though after two weeks of him trying to persuade me into sex with him again, he began to act...spaced out.

I sighed loudly and ran my hands through my hair, pulling my knees up to my chest and rubbing my bare knees up and down.

The soft music of Ed Sheeran "Thinking Out Loud" played in the background of the silence, relaxing me as I laid on my couch just thinking. I'd been in the same spot for two hours, completely thinking of whatever.

Any and everything. For only being eighteen, I had a lot of things to worry about.

The doorbell ringing startled me, making me jump slightly. I furrowed my eyebrows and grabbed my phone from beside me on the couch to check the time.

12:28 in the afternoon.

I swung my legs over the couch and pushed myself off the couch. My thigh high black socks gave me freedom to slide across the wooden floors over to the door.

I unlocked the door and swung it open slightly. "Hey" Jack smiled, looking up from the ground.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, ignoring his greeting as I hid behind the door.

"I just wanted to see you, to make sure you weren't mad at me." He said, running a hand though his quiff.

I shook my head, "I have no reason to be mad at you, I just needed some time alone." I explained.

He nodded and sighed in relief, "Good, don't know what I'd do if you were mad at me again." He chortled.

I raised my eyebrow at him, "So..Is that it?" I asked.

"Are you trying to get rid of me?" He asked, also raising an eyebrow.

I tilted my head to the side, "Well you see, I'm not very fashionably acceptable today so yes, I'm trying to get rid of you."

Jack laughed, "I don't care what you look like, I just wanna hang out with you." He shrugged.

"Jack, " I whined, bouncing my leg. "Skylar, " He mocked me.

I rolled my eyes and sighed, stepping back and opening the door more, "Come in, I guess."

Jack stepped in and I closed the door behind him. "Nice socks." He smirked.