Bad Boy's Love

Chapter 30

The funeral was heartbreaking. Watching Colin's parents cry at the death of their eighteen-year-old son left me broken and haunted with nightmares of that night.

It's been three weeks. I've been in bed, avoiding any social interactions, including Jayden. Jayden and I have not spoken ever since the night at the park. Both just keeping our distance from each other. I'm confused and hurt over Jayden as well. I guess he got what he wanted after all, which was sex. Now I mean nothing to him.

My father received the money from my mother, and I have barely spoken to him either. I couldn't care less about the money from my mother, it doesn't mean anything to me. She gave up on us a long time ago, and I am never going to be the one to try to rebuild the lost relationship.

I stare at myself in the mirror, my reflection unrecognizable. The dark circles under my eyes and my pale skin make me look sick and tired. But I couldn't care about my appearance. I don't even know who I am anymore.

I haven't even thought about school these past few weeks I've been home. Failing or not, it's the last thing on my mind.

I barely touch the food on my plate, just moving it around with my fork, my stomach feeling completely full, even though I've barely eaten. I've lost my appetite and lost my sleep.

It's almost midnight, and I'm sitting on my bed in the dark with the only light coming from my television. I sit here and think about this past month, and how drastically my life has changed. Jayden is the biggest impact on my life. The way I feel about him, I've never felt about anyone. The craving I had for his presence, was so strong I could feel it breaking me. I needed him more than anything. I need his comfort. His kisses, and of course, his love.

I wake up to the rattling of my window, and the cold breeze flowing in. I shiver and jolt up, opening my eyes to a familiar figure crawling through my window. I rub my eyes, making sure what I see is legit or not.

Jayden?

"Jay?" I croak out, my voice husky from sleep. He slowly closes the window behind him and walks towards my bed.

"Morgan." Jayden quietly replies.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, running my hands through my tangled hair.

"I came to make things right," Jayden replies, jumping onto my bed and kissing me so suddenly.

His lips instantly calm me. His familiar, soothing warmth feeds my desires for him. Oh, if only he knew how he made me feel. I would do anything for this crazy bad boy. I would give up everything, just for him. He continues to kiss me, and he gently grazes his tongue against mine.

"I love you." Jayden says, breaking our kiss, "I always have, and I always will. As cringe and cliché as it sounds, I felt this way since the moment I met you. And, I know. I'm not the type of guy to fall in love with a girl. Heck, I'm not even the type to fall asleep next to a girl or even let her in my bed. But you, Morgan. You completely changed me. Seeing what we saw a few weeks ago, it has torn me apart. To lose one of my closest friends right in front of me, it has made me really realize that I need to hold the people I love close to me. That's what I'm doing now. Holding you close to me, and never letting you go." Jayden finishes off his mini-speech and I find myself crying. He holds me tight in his arms while I cry. Crying for the first time in weeks. His arms around me make me feel safe, the safest I have felt in years. I know now, that I can't get through this without him. The only person I need is him.

"I love you, more than anything Jay." I finally say to Jayden, my voice broken by my sobs.

"And I love you, Morgan Rivers."