Playing Games with The Player: GAME OVER (Sequal to PGWTP)

Chapter 6

A/N: Sorry this got post-poned. I had to go to the ER and literally thought I was dying. However, I've got my shittake together now and feeling better haha. Next Chapter will be long.

—Playing Games With The Player 2—
Chapter 6

"Jess, I really just prefer not to talk about it."

"Well you can't bottle it up either Gabbs." I groan in frustration, just before dipping my spoon in my large cup of birthday cake icecream and shoving it in my mouth.

"So he's really not texted or called?" I shake my head as I gobble down my delicious dessert and Jess scolds me about my eating habits.

I give her the 'I don't care' look and she rolls her eyes.

"It's so good." I delightfully try to stall, and she quickly repeats the previous conversation.

"Do you know if maybe he's seeing someone else?" I sigh loudly with annoyance, and look at her bluntly.

"I. Don't. Want. to. Talk. About. It" I look at her with irritation, being slow to emphasize each syllable as she pokes my brain, possessing me to tell her something that I'll say at my own leisure.

"Fine." She huffs and in my mind I'm miraculously jumping around in circles victoriusly by her defeat.

It's been a week, since being back home and basically I've ignored Jess this entire time because I already knew her reaction.

"I hate it when you hold everything in."

She just didn't quite understand, I'm not able to talk about everything as easily as Jess. I prefer to push it away and try to think on something else instead of dwelling on it.

"Is the engagement off?" She questions and I look over at my left hand.

The beautiful ring of diamonds and sterling silver, all molded together to form a gorgeous piece of jewelry that would no longer bring me any use to wear.

"I guess so." I whisper a little, examining it.

Pawn shops are too cheap. Besides, I just couldn't bring myself to pawn this or throw it out. It looks too expensive.

"So what are you going to do with the ring?" She questions me and I look back up at her.

"Give it back." I sigh, slouching in the uncomfortable metal chair.

"You know how long you drilled me about throwing out my old highschool ex's stuff when I was telling you about what I did with the stuff he gave me?" She says in complete awe, and I groan.

"Why won't te world just go away." Knowingly, I smush my face against the glossy glass top of the tables.

"I think he just needs a breather for a few more days and he'll be good." she picks up my empty ice cream bowl, throwing it away as I get up and run my finger through my messy, knotted, frizzy brown hair and conclude quickly to slip the elastic off my wrist and tie my hair back into a messy bun. Once the look is suitable to my standards, Jess decides to drag me along on a boring adventurous time around Greensboro.

-Two weeks later-

"Gabby!" I turn to look at Hayes and he's waving his arm around.

I've waited twenty minutes for this kid in the very middle of the mall, looking like an idiot holding up human traffic.

He's now running towards me in the most unattractive way you could while running. If it werent for the fact he's already hollered my name, I'd be tempter to run away in a completely random direction and pretend Hayes was some random stranger. At this point in time though, I think he's let everyone know.

I sigh, stopping in my tracks and he thanks me.

"Sorry, just got caught up in the sales at Lids." I roll my eyes, ignoring his excuse and proceeding to walk.

"So anyways." He continues and I bring my attention to him.

"I think I'm ready." He smiles and My brows furrow in confusion.

"With what?" I question him, clueless to what he's reffering to.

"To get married." His cheeky hrin makes me laugh a little.

I could imagine this is probably what it was like when Nash told Jess he was going to marry me, my stomach dropping as I think of it.

"When are you going to ask?" I question him in curiousity.

He shrugs a little, before speaking again.

"I wanted to propose for a while, then...well I didn't want to steal spotlight." I stay quiet, not saying anything.

I don't know what to say or what to think of  Nash. It's as if he vanished off the face of the earth. I don't hear from him, or see him anywhere. A part of me feels like this is so surreal. It doesn't feel like things are different. The way we left off was so awkward, I don't even know how to describe it. It's like yesterday we curling up together and sleeping in the same bed, now things are completely different.

"I already bought the ring." I look at Hayes in surprise and nod a little.

Suddently I begin to see stars sparking around me, taking up majority of my vision.

"Are you okay?" I quickly look over at Hayes as he questions my well-being and nod, instantly my head becomes very light-headed and my eyes grow tired in an instant.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I try to move my right foot on the ground but before I can, my energy feels like it's vanished within a milisecond, and I quickly feel the urge to sleep...

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Beep—Beep—Beep—Beep.

I can hear the rythym of steady machines as my eyes try to slowly open, my lids barely seperating from my lower lash line.

I groan in reply as I feel almost too lazy to open them.

Somehow, I can feel eyes staring at me as I try to gain energy.

"Gabby?" My stomach churns, and instantly I recognize the low voice.