As we Come and Go ~~ Jack x Ayla Story ~~

but i still find you there, next to me

December 30th, 10:30am

"Ayles..it's me, again. Look I don't expect you to answer right away. You're busy, I 100% get that but if you ever have some downtime, please call me.. I miss you like fucking crazy and I'm so sorry for all of the shit I've caused. I didn't mean to do anything to harm you or say anything that would cause you to leave please just-give me a call whenever you get the chance, I love you forever and always"

"This is probably the eighth message you have and I'm so sorry for that I'm just worried about you. No calls or texts from my best friend let alone the best friend who happens to be my sorta kinda still girlfriend I don't know I just want to make sure you're safe. Please just let me know as soon as you can. Love you forever and always"

"Hey, I don't know how many of these I have left. I don't really know if I should check or google it or something but I just..i don't even know where to go with this just please come home. Please. I don't want to continue on like this and what I did was super shitty and I'm so fucking sorry. I love you. Don't go. Don't make this permanent. I can't and won't lose you just please call me to just let me know how your day was or just so I could hear your beautiful voice. Nothing hurts more than this ayles, trust me. I'm so sorry for literally everything. Love you forever and always"

~Little did goldilocks know that his one and only girl had been listening in on every single voicemail he's sent since that night. That night she threw her promise ring across his chest and found herself running, once again in her life, this time resulting in no feet behind her grabbing her shoulders and calming her down. Instead she had ran by herself, packing her bags to head to her aunt's where she presumably thought she should've stayed in the first place. Agreeing to such a commitment so soon and so young still blew her mind as she laid in the dark vast room she couldn't quite call home. With zero light illuminating the room for weeks and minimal movement in and out of the spare bedroom, Ayla had found herself curled into a tight ball hung over her looming thoughts of the entire situation as a whole. Was it all an overreaction or was her intuition correct in its preexisting condition? Would this situation dawn upon the souls as a whole or just in terms of readiness for a relationship when career aspirations have a  more efficient outlook for them each? Were they truly at crossroads at their careers to an existential point where choosing the right path had no consideration of the outlook into their potential lives with one another signifying it? It wasn't as if the blonde had never made his way to her aunt's house, in fact he did more often then a simple voicemail, but with restrictions placed by Ayla's heart and emotional tether, he was unsuccessful every single time. It was a constant cycle that lasted for weeks, one single argument that lasted for weeks.~

"Ayla?! Ayla!!!!! Open up the door!!" her grandmother calls, banging on the door.

You're really funny for thinking I would open the door right now. I'm quite comfortable in my indecisive sorrow but thanks.

"You know where the spare key is, I'm not getting up!! even for you!!" ayla rolls her eyes through a groan as she places a pillow over her head.

"Oh for gods sake Ayla it's not that hard, really? Again?!" her grandmother scoffs, opening the door with the spare key finding none other than Ayla laying once again in the dark room with clothes and spare plates everywhere.

"What do you mean again, I've been in the same position since the last time you saw me?!" ayla mumbles against the pillows as her grandmother sits by her side.