A Light in the Dark // Flicker Series Part I #wattys2019

A Son They Could Be Proud Of

Chapter 30
Jaxon's POV // A Son They Could Be Proud Of

I push my way angrily through the crowd, not caring who I knocked into on my path through the door.

It's unusually cold outside, and raining to boot, but the anger burning in me is keeping me quite toasty.

I'm angry. No, i'm seething.

I'm angry at him. I'm angry with this whole situation. I'm angry with Evie. But mostly i'm angry at myself because if I hadn't been such an idiot none of this would have happened in the first place.

I lost it. I lost control and everything since then has been one blow after another.

I'm angry because I lost it which allowed this washed up boy-bander has seemingly sweep her off her feet.

Am I really supposed to believe their in love? No. I refuse to believe that. We are in love. We were anyway, and I don't think that's something that just goes away. It's got to still be there somewhere.

I never stopped loving her. But like I said, I lost it. I love everything.

When I was growing up, my dad was my hero. I know every little boy says that, but my dad truly was a hero. He is one of the strongest men I've ever known. He's level headed, great at giving advice and one of the best surgeons in the state of Tennessee. He's the reason started med school; I want to be a surgeon just like him.

Well, I should say wanted to be a surgeon.

I got kicked out of my program five months ago.

A year ago, I started one of the hardest parts of my program and it took a toll on me that I never could have expected. The mental strain was unbearable. I was slowly losing my mind due to stress. I wasn't sleeping well, I wasn't doing my course work well, I wasn't pleasant to be around because I was mentally and physically exhausted.

Every time I tried to sleep, all I could think about is a surgery from that day or the day before. Fear of future surgeries kept me up at night. The amount of pressure that comes with someones life resting in your hands in unbearable.

Being the strong son following in his fathers footsteps, and the pride and joy of our family, meant that when all of this stress started piling up there was no way I could show my parents.

Evie was busy at her new job at the time, and whenever I wasn't at the hospital or studying she was swamped with work.

Evie and I had known each other since we were kids, so going a few days without seeing each other didn't really affect us very much. We'd text when we could and whenever we finally got together it was as if no time had passed.

But slowly texting became less, work became more, and the time between our dates became greater.