"PLEASE," he screamed, "PLEASE!" He sounded like he was on the verge of crying. He strained his voice, "JAMIE PLEASE!! I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!" He begged.
Abby didn't give him a chance. She honked my car's horn until he had to get away to hold his ears. She hit the gas and drove as fast she could to get away.
The whole car ride to her house I cried. My phone wouldn't stop ringing but both of us ignored it.
I couldn't even think of picking up the phone for anyone.
When she parked into front of her house and asked for my phone which I gladly gave her. I didn't what to be anywhere near it. She turned it all the way off and put it in her pocket. "I'll leave it plugged in but I'm making sure you don't use it."
My crying had died down but my eyes and throat hurt so much. I could barely open my eyes and I was to weak to make a sound.
"Can you get up to my bed..?" She asked softly. Her voice was soothing. I nodded and could feel her pull me up.
We walked slowly to her room and she set me down on my bed. "Are you hungry..?" I shook my head and relaxed under the covers.
"Get some rest, I'm going to tell your mom that you're staying at house for the weekend."
I croaked out a thank you and that's the last thing I remember before falling asleep.
I spent all Saturday broken. I barely moved from Abby's bed. While Abby went to my house and collected clothes for me, my parents were told. I had talked to them a bit but other then that the only person I talked to was Abby.
Sunday. I spent the first half of the day turning on my phone, getting rid of all the unread messages and calls, but not responding. Deleting anything on social media of me and Jake, and blocking him and Hannah. Then spending the rest of the practicing with Abby how to fake it until I make it.
We chose outfits, makeup, our hair. We spent all day learning how to walk into school like Jake was shit and to pretend he'd never happened.
It felt good to laugh and joke but when I went to bed that night I knew pretending we'd never existed together was unhealthy. That healing would be harder if I did that. But I couldn't think of another way to get through it now.
The next morning we woke up early. We had taken showers the night before so all we had to do was brush and maybe straighten.
When I finished getting ready I stared into Abby's mirror for a few minutes while she was still in her bathroom doing her makeup.
Maybe the jeans I was wearing were something Jake said he loved on me, and maybe I hadn't told Abby that. But maybe it was my way of getting back at him. Showing him that he'll miss out for the rest of his life. Or maybe it was comfort in missing him. I wasn't sure which maybe it was.
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Abby came out of the bathroom, "ready for smoothies??" She asked as she grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs, "you're not going to give me much of choice, are you?" I laughed, "nope!" And she laughed with me.
God it felt so damn good to forget for two hours. From making the smoothies, to drinking them, to getting in Abby's car and yelling at the top of our lungs to lyrics we knew by heart.
But when we were parked and we had to get out it felt like a boulder was rolling towards me.
I stepped out of the car as Abby walked around. She linked arms with me. "Thank you for parking near to the school," I whispered, "you're welcome," she whispered back, "now remember. Head high, usual smirk to everyone who wishes they were you, genuine smile to your real friends. Your strong, independent, and drop dead gorgeous." She told me, "and you'll be there every step of the way?" I asked hopefully, "every.step.of.the.way." I smiled gratefully at her.
We took one deep breath together before we turned and walked toward the school.
Yes of course it was like all the movies.
Our feet were sync, our hair swayed behind our backs, and our small sexy smirks were placed on our faces.
We walked by people we usually saw but no one was looking at Abby. Everyone was looking at me. They were curious to see how badly Jake had messed me up. Inside I felt panicked but side glancing at Abby's confidence as she walked next to me made me feel way better. So I turned my eyes forward and kept walking.
I smirked at the dudes who always bit their lips as I walked passed and this time even gave them winks. I had no one to hold me down anymore.
Genuine smiles to my friends who gave me are you okay looks. I gave small nods and some mouthed they loved me while others told me they were here.
When it was time to walk by Jake's locker I was gripping Abby's arm a little harder. She gave my arm a hug and leaned in as we got closer to the corner, "head high princess," that's just what I did.
We kept our heads up as we walked passed.
The smirk was back on and although some may have thought I looked hot and definitely didn't feel it without having Jake anymore. But I didn't let my smirk falter.
I couldn't help but glance over though.
One friend had his hand on Jake's shoulder while another was telling him something. We had only just turned the corner so we had almost a whole hallway until my locker. It kinda sucked that we had to share a hallway for our lockers.
Jake looked up but I turned my head. I wouldn't let his eyes make my heart go wild, I wouldn't let his looks take my breath away, and I wouldn't let myself look at him at all because I know all the memories would flash in front of me and I'd break right in front of him.
I did however see Jake try to walk forward before looking next to me. I could see Abby's glare toward him and everyone in school knew to not get on Abby's bad side. I'd say Jake was smart to stay back.
I said I wasn't looking, which was a lie, but no one noticed I had watched Abby's threat of a stare and no one knew that I had seen Jake the way he was.
His eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he had been beaten up. Which knowing my guy friends, he definitely was. I internally groaned but didn't show it on my face.
