Honey (BxB)

~46~

Jesse 

Liar! 

He told me he wasn't playing with me! 

He's a damn liar! 

I could hear his faint yelling behind me as I ran but I didn't want to look back. I didn't want to see his face. 

Everyone is a fucking liar! 

I blinked away the tears because it was getting really hard for me to see what was in front of me.

Why me?! 

Why is this happening to me again?! 

I bit my wobbling lips to keep the sobs at bay. The people I passed by were giving me weird looks but I didn't care about anything. All I wanted was to escape and find a place to be alone. 

I made it out of college. I'm skipping all the classes. I just want to go home and be alone. I can't face Tristan right now. Just thinking about him makes me want to cry.

I got on the first bus I saw at the bus stop. I don't even know if it's taking me to my street. 

I wiped my tears and looked out, lucky for me it was going along the route of my street. I called mom to ask if she was home. 

She picked up and told me she was home. She sounded worried because my voice broke when I asked if she was at home. I didn't explain much. I know she figured out that something is wrong because I never went home at this time when I have classes. 

 I sighed, leaning back on my before closing my eyes for a minute. I need to stop crying. 

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I walked to my house like a zombie. It was raining but I didn't care. At least, it'll help me hide my tears. 

I opened the door, my whole body dripping wet from the rain as I stepped into the house. As I expected, mom was in the living room waiting for me. She stood up the moment she saw me and immediately rushed towards me. 

"Oh my god! Jesse, what happened, sweetie?" She asked before cupping my cheeks with her warm hands. I tried to give her a smile. Tried. 

She took me to the living room and got a towel to dry my hair. I sat there like a statue all the while my mom took care of me. "Jesse, tell me what happened...Please... You know you can tell me everything, right? You're making me really worried," Her voice sounded desperate. I know she is really worried. I can't blame her because this is the first time I'm this messed up. Before this, I somehow always managed to get over things. I think it was mostly because they were not this serious. 

I gently touched her hands that were cupping my face. "M-Mom?" I croaked out. My voice was hoarse from all the crying. "He do-doesn't love me, mom... " I sobbed and hugged her as soon as I finished the sentence. It was really hard to say. 

"It's okay, baby... It's okay. You're beautiful. He's missing out," She gently patted my back before kissing my forehead. 

"It was so real mom. H-he said he wasn't playing and—"

"Hey... Hey… It's going to be alright sweetie, just relax, okay?" She hugged me close. I nodded because I was afraid if I opened my mouth, I would start sobbing again. "How about you go into your room and freshen up? I will bring you some ice cream," She asked me, smiling. 

I tried to smile back. I need some ice cream right now. I hope it helps. It always did. 

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Guys! I made ice cream today and a cake😋 I'm full from eating all those stuff. 

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