Inevitable Love ≫ J.G

Chapter XLVII

It was early in the afternoon, about 3:30pm and I decided to take a little jog to hopefully clear my mind. Thankfully, I slept well but once I woke up I couldn't stop thinking about Andrew.

He came back home just to apologize to me. It didn't sound right, it didn't sound like him. Andrew always had problems admitting being wrong. He was the type of person to by you something like flowers or your favorite candy as his way of an apology instead of a verbal attempt.

At first, I thought it was sweet because I figured he truly cared. But a couple months later into our relationship, I knew it was just because he didn't want to actually say it.

Things between Andrew and I weren't always bad. The first month and a half we went through the honeymoon phase. The random kisses, thoughtful gifts, spontaneous dates, everything you could wish for. I thought he was the one, but I guess things changed.

I could feel us slipping away by the way he'd kiss me; so quick and almost forced. Andrew never loved me, I was just there for entertainment. But I loved him, I loved him so much I was willing to fight for him.

Of course, it wasn't worth it. Not one bit because in the end, I ended up with a broken heart while he ended up with a new girlfriend. It sucks to watch the one you loved love someone else.

That's why I'm afraid to completely 110% fall for Jack.

What if we're just going through that honeymoon phase and he turns into Andrew?

What if he ends up breaking my heart once again?

I was afraid to take that risk, but I think I'm gonna.

I love Jack, he's been there for me and he really makes me happy. I'm thankful for him and how he treats me. I just hope it stays like this.

By the time I was taken out of my thoughts, I realized I was in a full sprint with my music blaring through my earbuds. I stopped in my tracks to take in my surroundings and find out where I was.

I soon figured out that I was at the park a few blocks away from my house. I put my hands on my knees and took some deep breaths. I was basically drench in sweat.

I felt a hand on my back, causing me to jump up and ball my fist together, ready to punch someone. I instantly threw a fist as I spun around, causing the person to fall back. I snatched out my earbuds and threw it over my shoulders. I bent over slightly to see who the person I punched was.

"Andrew!?" I exclaimed, instantly recognizing his facial features.

"Fuck! Why'd you punch me? I know you hate me but, shit I think you broke my nose." He groaned, laying on the ground.

I didnt know what to do. Do I just leave because he deserved it? Or do I stay and help him?

Before I could choose, he stood up holding his bloody nose.

"Alright, I guess in a way I deserved that." He sighed.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I sighed, putting my hands on my hips.

"Well I came here to think then I look over and see you so I decided to come talk to you but you when all karate kid on me and sucker-punched me in the face." He explained.

"I remember, Andrew. I was there." I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"Skylar, can I please talk to you? Like a human being? No fist involved?" He asked, nearly beseeching.

"What is there to talk about? I really don't wanna continue thinking about the shit you've done in the past, Andrew."

"There's a lot to talk about. Come on, there's a bench over there." He pointed to a wooden bench next to a tree.

I sighed and started walking towards the bench. I sat down on the bench and shortly, Andrew sat next to me.

"Move over, I don't want you that close to me." I demanded.

He sighed loudly and slid over, "Alright, first I wan-"

"No, I wanna go first." I cut him off, "Why? Why'd you hurt me like that? If you didn't love me why not just let me go instead of egging me on, making me believe you did?!" I exclaimed.

"Whether you believe it or not, I did love you Skylar. You were my first girlfriend, I didn't know how to act. It was weird, no girl wanted me until you came along. I was excited, all these different girls wanting me. It was like a dream come true. I started partying and hanging with the wrong crowd and you got the worst of it. I didn't realize what I was doing, I didn't know I was hurting you because you were so strong you never really showed it." He began to explain.

"Why not just me go then if you had all these other girls?! You kept hurting me." I felt the lump in my throat begin but I pushed it down refusing to cry right now.

"Because, like I said I loved you. Those girls never showed me love like you did so I kept you around for that."

"So basically you were using me?" I scoffed.

He shrugged, scratching the back of his neck with his hand that wasn't holding his bloody nose, "Honestly, yeah. Once you broke up with me, I didn't really think of it. But a few weeks later, I felt..empty. I was missing that love you gave me. I knew I fucked up so I couldn't come back to you. After graduation, I moved back to live with my parents. Come to find out my dad left my mom. She starting dating again and that's when I figured out how much of a dick I was."

"Your mom.." I trailed off.

He nodded, "The guy she was dating was doing basically the same thing I did to you; cheating, saying stupid hurtful shit and telling lies. I've watched my mom cry herself to sleep on the couch waiting for him to come back from clubbing and drinking many times." He put down his bloody hand, his nose had finally stopped bleeding.

"I've watched her become distant with everything and everyone. She didn't believe anything anyone said. She was broken and that's when I figured out how you felt. She finally broke up with him and though she was happier, I could tell she was still hurt." He continued.

"Wow," I muttered, looking down at my black and white Nike running shoes.

"I knew I had to apologize to you, whether you believe me or not. Just to have some kind of peace with myself to move on and become a better person. I'm sorry Skylar, I now know how much I hurt you and I feel like the worlds biggest asshole. I deserved this," he said referring to his possibly fractured nose, "and much more. I really hope you can forgive me and possibly love again. Don't let what I did happen again and also don't be afraid to love again."

I had to blink a few times and inhale sharply, "I can't believe this is happening. I've never heard you apologize before."

"I know, I'm trying to change Skylar. I really am, but in order for me to move on I need you to forgive me." He moved closer to me.

I looked over at his pleading expression, his Adam's apple bobbing every few seconds. He was nervous. This was all too much to bare, I couldn't believe this was actually happening.

Should I forgive him? Should I tell him to kiss my ass and storm off?

I was conflicted...