Her Unexpected Life

Chapter 35

Cereza's POV

"Do I give you a reason or show you, in any way, that I'm going to leave you?" He asks.

"No." I answer. "Then, why you think I'm going to leave you?" He asks.

I sighed. "I don't know. I-I.."

"Do you want me to leave you?" Jason asks. "Jason, no-" I started.

"Do you want to leave me?" Jason cuts me off. "No! God, no!" I exclaimed as I sat up. "Why would you think something like that?" I asked.

"The same reason you think the same thing." He said. "Hello Pot, my name's Kettle." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Oh, shut up." I said crossing my arms.

"I'm just saying. If anything, I should be worried about you leaving me. Shit, you were already out of my league, but now, with you being a fairy, with you being royalty, I should be treading lightly." Jason joked.

I giggled. "Well, you don't have to worry about me leaving you. I don't think I could find anyone else that loves me like you do, and I don't want to." I said.

"Take your own advice Pot, just because I said I should be worried about you leaving me, doesn't mean I am. I don't for one second think you're gonna leave me." He said.

"I just-" I stopped myself and looked away. I could feel the tears coming to my eyes. Damn these emotions!

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "You know how you're always making sure I'm okay? Asking how I feel and making sure I'm alright whenever I'm going through something?" I ask.

"Yeah." He said

"You ever notice how I don't do the same for you?" I ask.

"You do, do that for me. What do you mean?" Jason asks.

"Like, I don't ask you if you're okay, or ask you how you feel about something, or making sure you're alright whenever you're going through something. You saw your girlfriend lying in a hospital bed for a week! For God's sake Jason. You died, and I brought you back to life!" I cried, my voice cracking.

"Cereza." Jason said stroking my arm. "Come on, don't do that, don't cry. I can't stand to see you cry." He said.

"How do YOU feel about that? How has that effected YOU?" I asked.

"You're always comforting me, but when have I ever done it for you? Even now, you're conforming me, like come on! This is ridiculous!" I cry.

"Baby..." Jason said. "No! Please, just tell me." I cried.

"You already know how I feel. I'm a crying emotional wreck the majority of the time, even now! I mean, doesn't that bother you?! Like, do I not annoy you?" I ask.

"I mean, I don't know how I feel right now. Earlier in the fight, I was scared. When Eric shot that blast at you, I was so scared it was going to hit you. Anytime, I felt like I was going to lose you, I was terrified. That much I can identify." Jason said.

I just listened.

"But now, it's like I'm numb. I don't really feel anything. I'm kind of just on autopilot, and mostly, I think it's from everything that recently went down. I guess, I'm still in shock? I don't really know how to explain it, but whatever it is that I am feeling, none of it has anything to do with how I feel about you." Jason said.

"I just wonder if you ever think it's all too much for you? I mean, most people would have backed out by now, but I always have this voice in the back of my head." I say sadly.

"Baby, I'm not most people. If I didn't think I could handle this, I would have been out when you punched me in the hallway, but instead, I showed up at your house and begged you to forgive me because I didn't want to lose you." He said.