Jackson's POV
"But baby-" I began.
"Nope," she cut me off. "I'm not doing this anymore Jackson."
This was the moment I'd felt myself crushed. My girlfriend of 2 years, breaking up with me.
I gave her EVERYTHING.
Absolutely everything. And this is how she repays me?
I mean was it my fault other girls stared at me? What had I done wrong?
Since than, I've really gotten back to being the old me, the me before her. Playboy Jackson. I had to distract myself, and being with dozens of different girls did just that, distracted me.
I could go through plenty a month, but I don't think I sincerely cared for any of them. They just made me forget. And that was what I'd wanted. I went on like this for two years, my sophomore and junior.
I had one more year left of high school, my long awaited senior year.
I thought it's go just the same as the two previous: countless girls, my natural lack of caring towards anything that I'd acquired throughout the years.
But boy, was I wrong.
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markson: discoveries
Fanfiction"i never knew half of the things you've made me discover were even possible, like loving someone else more than life itself"
