𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨

thirty three

+*jackie*+

ALEJANDRO 🥺💖
hey jackie

JACKIE
hey bubba

ALEJANDRO 🥺💖
you busy? doing
anything rn?

JACKIE
no why, whats
up?

ALEJANDRO 🥺💖
can you come over?

ALEJANDRO 🥺💖
i wanna talk to you

JACKIE
um, yeah, sure

JACKIE
everything okay bebe?

ALEJANDRO 🥺💖
i'll tell you when you get
here

JACKIE
oh, okay

JACKIE
i'll be there in 20

JACKIE
i love you
delivered

"hey i gotta go, ale texted me, i'll talk to you later varo ," i say, sitting up and putting my shoes on. "alright, text me later, see you jackie," he says, ending the facetime call as i get up and head out to my car. throughout the whole ride to alejandro's house, i had this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, almost like an axious feeling, making me nervous.

in order to distract myself, i plugged my phone into the aux and started blasting music, but it didn't help much. after the short ride there, i pulled into alejandro's driveway, only seeing his car in the driveway. in a hurry, i get out of the car, locking it and make my way to the front door.

"hey bubba," i smile as he opens the door, a fake smile already set on his face, "hey," he says quietly, avoiding my hug by moving away to close the door. an awkward silence overcomes us as we make our way to his room, silence on my part because i have a feeing i know where this is going, and silence on his part cause i'm sure he's realized i know.

"so... what's up?" i ask him as he sits in his chair by his desk as i take a seat on the bed. "look, jackie, i just want you to know that it's not you, okay? it's me and-" he says, making me cut him off. "wait- that's actually what's happening? i thought i was just being paranoid b-but..." i say, feeling my lip begin to quiver.

"i'm sorry, i just dont feel the same anymore," he says, not making eye contact with me, staring at his hands. "w-what happened?" i ask as i feel the first tear fall down my face. "i mean, i knew things had been off recently but.. i thought we'd get through it," i say, looking up at him, only to see him still looking at the floor.

"i dont know, i guess it started at your party?" he says, well more like questions himself. "my party? we were fine though... you told me you loved me and we were fine, even that monday at school, we were fine," i say quietly, thinking back to those couple of days when everything seemed fine.

"yeah, i know," he says, "is it something i did? i can fix it, please ale, don't do this," i say looking up and finally making eye contact with him. "jackie.. don't cry," he says, his face softening, "and no, it's nothing you did, and there's no way for you to fix it," he says, standing up and coming to sit on the bed with me.

"i love you, please don't do this," i say, looking over at him, noticing his eyes were also red. "you love me right? if we love eachother we can work through this," i say, wiping my tears and sniffling. "i love you, just not in that way, and i cant lead you on like that, it's not right," he says softly.