Your Guardian Angel (GirlXGirl)

Chp. 19

-JENSON’S POV-

I was so upset at Riley, why would she do that to me? Why would she lie for a week straight, telling me that Jake would talk to her about other girls, telling me that he didn’t like me. When in reality, he did, and she was lying to Jake to!

The rage in my heart had overwhelmed her, and myself, and she walked off. I wanted to call after her after I yelled, I didn’t want her to walk home alone but… I didn’t want to face her at the moment.

I watched her disappear around the corner, she didn’t looked back, and I didn’t other calling after her. Even though I felt bad, no, really bad, I just couldn’t…

I walked into the house, feeling slightly dizzy from the beer and finding Jake, he looked at me, “Where’s Riley?”

I shrugged, “She just walked away, going home I guess.”

Jake looked at me, hesitant to what to say to me, “I’m really sorry… I should’ve talked to you myself… but I was nervous. You were so upset with me… I didn’t want to say something wrong and make you more upset…”

I nodded, “I understand, but we’re here now.”

He took my cup from me, “Do you want more?”

“Sure,” I handed him my empty cup and decided it would be best to ignore the guilt and just have fun. Riley put this upon herself, lying to us like that, and she was going to have to deal with it.

Me and Jake ended up sitting outside in chairs next to the blazing fire, it was hot, but I was content in my insulated jacket. I thought back to the pictures I had seen in Riley’s room, that girl… and Jake of course, maybe he could tell me more about it.

I looked at Jake, “Can I ask you something?”

He finished his sip of beer and nodded, swallowing, “Sure, anything.”

“Riley… she used to party a lot… right?”

He stared at me, as if shocked I had even known this information, he nodded once more, “Yes, did she tell you?”

I shook my head, “Um, no, I found a box in her room… she had pictures of her and this girl, and you. She was younger… a couple of years maybe? I could be wrong but…”

“Yea, I know who you’re talking about…” he looked at his drink in his cup and sighed, “Her name was Bree, Bree Evigan. She moved away this past summer… her and Riley were uh… close.”

He wasn’t telling me something, something very important, and I wanted to know but I was scared to ask.

He shrugged, “I met Riley this past summer to, at a party, we got really close, but when I met her… she was nothing like she is today.” Jake continued, “Riley… had issues when I met her. Do you know about her parents?”

I nodded, Poor Riley… “Yea.”

He nodded, “When she met Bree, she was vulnerable, hurting, depressed, but Bree gave her attention that she never had… so she was attached. Riley partied every weekend with Bree, and then… I met her. We got close, I pulled her out of her depression after Bree decided to leave… I got her around good people, and away from the drinking. I changed her… and she seems to have to forgotten that.”

So Jake was good, Riley was wrong, naturally, about him. Jake helped her, befriended her, and then treat him like shit… was she turning back into the girl she used to be? Would I like that side of Riley?

I looked at my phone, checking to see if she texted me but she didn’t, and all of a sudden I felt guilt. The guilt was almost unbearable, and I wanted to call her. Jake looked at me, “You ok?”

I nodded, “I’m worried about Riley… I blew up on her, bad, and I really hurt her. The look on her face…”

Riley’s pained face was implanted in my head, she was so hurt, so torn, and I had done that. I was the one that made her break, and made her turn and walk away…

But what she did was fucked up.

Jake’s hand found my knee, “Hey, she’ll be ok, she did it to herself… text her tonight if you can’t take it.”

I nodded, looking into his eyes, and smiling, he really was gorgeous. His reddish brown hair swinging right above his eyes, those deep gray eyes… they were really captivating. He smiled, and all of a sudden I wanted to kiss him.

He moved in and I did to, feeling his breath on my lips, and then I closed to space between us. His kiss was sweet, and I liked it…

Then I was thinking of Riley, the night I kissed her.

I pulled back, shocked, Why was I thinking about Riley while I was kissing Jake…?

Jake looked at me, “You ok?”

I nodded, forcing a smile on my face, “Y-Yes…”

He stood, taking my hand, “Let’s go inside, get another drink, I’m freezing.”

I took his hand, his warm gentle hand and followed behind him, taking a slight glance to my right and looking at the blazing fire that stood over two feet above me.

Riley was on my mind, again and again, time after time… why was this? Why was I always thinking of her when twenty minutes ago I was yelling in her face? Why did I all of a sudden feel completely guilty for doing that to her? She was the one who was a liar… she knew how much I hated liars… so why would she willingly do it?

Protecting me was a bunch of bull she always pulled, and I was taking it no longer. So why was her motive to lying? Was it something I was missing? Maybe something her and Jake weren’t telling me?

I walked into the house and followed Jake to the keg, he filled up his cup and along with mine and I heard a familiar voice.

It sent chills through my body, and all of a sudden I was praying Riley was here with me.

I turned, seeing those familiar dark eyes lock with mine, that grimace smile spreading over that dark face… my heart stopped in my chest as I grabbed onto Jake for dear life.

I whispered, “Bren.”