Tutoring My Bully // J.G.

Chapter 10

Edited

*Last chapter*

I thought about it for a while but eventually

I made my choice.

JuJu's POV
"Okay. Well since you're making me choose now..."

Jack G's POV
SHES CHOOSING! WHAT IF SHE DOESNT FORGIVE ME? Ill never be able to forgive myself. Let's just see how this goes. I really want her to forgive me but I'm not so sure that she will.

"Okay. Well since you're making me choose now... I choose...," she said hesitantly. I was so scared of what she was going to say.

"I... I can't forgive you. I'm sorry."My heart completely stopped after I heard the 4 words I didn't want to hear.

JuJu's POV

"I... I can't forgive you. I'm sorry." I said, putting my head down. Quickly, I looked back up.

I paused for a little waiting for his reaction. He froze for a little and then he looked down.

"I understand." He nodded. I tried to look at his eyes and I saw that they were turning red. Right then, I knew he was crying.

"I'm sorry Jack, but some stuff you did was just too hard for me to forgive so easily." I said.

"Yeah. I'm sorry." His voice cracked. He then stood up from his desk, took the hall pass and left the class. While leaving, I saw him bring his hand up to his eyes. He was definitely crying.

Everyone saw that he was crying and they immediately turned to look at me.

I started getting nervous. I'm not used to people watching me.

I turned to Hannah and asked her an important question.

"Do you think I made the right choice?" I asked. I really had to know the truth. What if I made a mistake and should've just given him a chance?

"Yeah. I think you did what was best for you. You made the right choice." She said.

I smiled, hoping she was right. She always says the right things.

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2nd hour was finally over and Jack still didn't come back to class.

I felt kind of guilty for not forgiving him. Should I feel guilty? After everything he's done?

I just don't know anymore.

I walked out of class with Hannah right beside me.

She walked to the left and headed towards her locker, while, I walked straight back towards mine.

Matt walked up next to my locker and gave a small friendly smile.

"Hey." He said.

"Hey, do you need help getting to your next class?" I asked him.

"Um.. No but is it okay if I sit next to you in lunch? You're still the only friend I have here so far." He asked, shyly, scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah of course. But, how'd you know I had lunch next?"

"Well, I kinda figured since you're putting all your books away. Unless, you were leaving early but you don't look like a girl who skips." He chuckled.

I laughed back. "That's kinda true." I said, still putting my stuff in my locker. I got my lunch, still talking to Matt.

"So, what happened with you and Jack?" He asked.

"It's complicated. I don't really want to talk about it." I said.

"Is he like your ex? Why was he shouting at you for not forgiving him? What did he do?" He asked multiple questions.

"I really don't want to talk about it now because it's really hard for me to talk about and no, we never dated. He just did really bad stuff to me. When I get over it, I'll tell you everything that happened. I just need time, please." I begged. He nodded and we walked towards the doors of the cafeteria and waited for Hannah to get back from her locker.

Once she got here, we walked in and sat down at our lunch table. Hannah and Matt became friends, really fast. I excused myself from the table.

I forgot my water, so, I had to get in line and get my own.

I skipped to the front of the line because most people do that when they're just getting a drink.

I grabbed my water and then put in my PIN number.

"Name?" The cashier lady asked.

"Julia." I said.

"Thank you." She said back.

When I was on my way back to my table I felt a hand grab my wrist. They pulled kinda hard and it hurt a little because I still had cuts.

"Oww." I squealed. I looked down at my arm to see a little drop of blood. The cut must've been recent because the person didn't grab my arm that hard.

"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. Here lemme help you." He said. I didn't turn to look at him until, he ran away in a different direction. I sat down in the closest seat next to me.

I was in pain, so, I didn't look up to see who the guy was. I looked at my arm and covered it with my hand.

This usually doesn't hurt but this time it did because I didn't want to feel pain. Before, I did want the pain. The physical was always better than the emotional pain. But I didn't want any more pain after what happened. I wanted it all to go away.

The boy came back with a wet towel and helped me clean up my cut. I still didn't look up to see who it was because I was afraid it might be someone I didn't want to ever see again.

"Thanks." I said and wrapped a band aid on that one small cut to stop it from bleeding.

"Yeah no problem." He said.

"Okay bye." I said trying to walk away but he grabbed my arm again, this time more gently.

I looked down to see who it was.

It was....

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