Chapter 18: The Slow Process

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The time stops. Everyone and everything in the world is frozen. At this moment, I'm speechless. I have no idea what to do. Should I even do something? I take the time to read Dakota's face. I can't seem to understand why his eyes are in despair and why he looks so broken.

     Then, it clicked me. Was he hurt that Jack kissed me? Anger rushes through my veins and I let my pride get the best of me. I'm sick and tired of playing this game. I don't want to chase Dakota anymore. Why is he hurt when I'm the one watching him being all lovey-dovey with Makayla?

     "What are you doing to Colette?" Dakota asks in anger. He quickly walks over to Jack and grabs him by his shirt collar.

     I act immediately and grab Dakota's arm. I use all my strength to push him away from Jack. To my surprise, it worked. I glare at Dakota.

     "We're in school, Dakota," I mutter angrily.

     "Why did you let him kiss you?" Dakota asks, his voice cracks as if he's in pain.

     "It's not like I'm anything to you! You don't own me, Dakota. We're just friends!" I spat and shove past him.


Several days flew by quickly. I haven't spoken to Dakota or Jack. In fact, I've avoided both of them and it's been going well. I'm trying to set my life straight, along with thinking correctly. I guess I've been making progress with Clary's and Lavenda's help.

     "It's getting colder!" Clary whines as she cuddles in her black, baggy hoodie. 

     "Well we are heading to winter. What did you expect?" I ask, playfully scoffing.

     Clary rolls her eyes and she digs her hands into her middle pocket. She huffs angrily, muttering colorful language about the weather. I giggle slightly and decide to tease the brown-eyed girl.

     "Do you wish for Hunter to warm you up?" I ask, sticking my tongue out.

     Although instead of a scolding or a shove, Clary looks down. Hurt was written in her eyes. My eyes soften and my jaw slightly drops. Have I been missing something in Clary's life?

     "What's wrong?" I question.

     "I don't want to talk about it," Clary sighs, smiling softly. Clary was always a good liar, so I wasn't sure if that smile was fake or not.

     I nod my head. If there's one thing I'm sure about, it's the fact that Clary is going through some boy problems. I guess we can both be broken together.


Crap! Where to go, where to go? I frantically search the halls and once I find an opening, I quickly walk there. Right now, I'm trying to avoid Jack. It worked most of the time, but now he's calling out my name.

     "Colette, please!"

     His voice is getting closer, as I am to a vacant area. I hear his footsteps, hot on my trails. I can't let all my progress go to waste. I need more time!

     My feet stop moving once I come across a wall. Dead end. I have to turn back. Closing my eyes, I turn around quickly and try to shove past Jack. Although, I was a little too late as he traps me between the wall and him.

     Jack slams his hands at the sides of my face, his palms pressing against the wall. I shrink a little as his face gets closer. I can feel his hot breath against my cheeks.

     "What do you want?" I ask, my voice cracking.

     "I need you ask you a question," Jack asks, desperation written in his voice.

     Feeling bad, I tell Jack to ask the question. 

     "Will you be my girlfriend?" 

     Emotions run through me, making my head spin. My heart races, but I don't know why. I don't feel anything for Jack. Am I scared? Should I say yes? Shaking my head, I push my thoughts away. I refuse to become Jack's girlfriend out of pity.

     "I-"

     I hear Dakota clear his throat.



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