The next two days Jace has tried, boy has he tried so hard for Blake to forgive him. It was as if they were back in high school and he was trying to be her friend for the first time, but it seemed impossible this time.
The guilt weighed on his shoulders as he got ready. Susie told him he had three days before Blake left and went back on the road.
So he quickly got ready in a thin t shirt due to the heat and some khaki shorts. He had flip flops on his feet and layers of deodorant on him so he wouldn't smell.
He left quickly to go over to the house that he had grown to love being at over the years.
He saw Blake loading her very few bags into her car, as Sparrow walked around the yard stretching his legs for the car ride ahead of him.
"You're leaving?" Jace asked sadly as he climbed out of his car.
Blake couldn't help but groan and Susie turned her attention to the teen boy with a apologetic expression. She wished she could do more but Blake was stubborn. She wouldn't listen to her if she had told her to get back with Jace. She most likely would have just walked away.
"Yeah, finally getting away from you" she grumbled.
Jace heart fell and Susie slowly backed up into the house, leaving the two teens alone.
"Please stay so we can fix us."
She looked at him blankly, "there is no us."
"What about that song you wrong about our relationship?"
"That was when we were seniors and before you broke my heart."
He frowned and Blake whistled for Sparrow as he climbed into the passenger seat.
"Please don't go" he begged quietly.
She ignored him and waved bye to her mom who stood at the kitchen window staring at the two teens who stood on the driveway.
"Blake please."
She adjusted some bags in the back of her small car before slamming it shut.
"Where are you going? When will you be back?" he asked her.
"None ya."
He grabbed onto her wrist and she felt the sparks that she always felt with him before all rushing through her body. Her wrist immediately felt warmer and she whipped her head to him. Her heart thumped, finally feeling a spark of the happiness that she hasn't felt since March when it came to him.
Jace saw different emotions flashing through her eyes quickly, and he was hoping just a simple touch from him would make her change her mind. But he was wrong.
"If you don't get your hand off of me in the next three seconds, I'm going to fucking kick you in your dick" she hissed lowly.
He let go reluctantly when she began counting. It had took all her might to spit out that sentence and the hurt in Jace's eyes made a sharp jab shoot right into her heart and lower stomach.
"Goodbye Jace."
She climbed into her car and started it up, Jace standing there defeated. Losing all hope for them.
"Do you think we will ever get back together?" Jace asked her quietly, as she buckled up.
She turned to look at the boy, her window rolled down.
"Who knows."
With that she drove off, leaving an upset and guilty Jace. He caused this. He knew he caused this, it was all his stupid fault for overthinking.
He so badly wanted to take back that day on March sixteenth. The day when she was so excited to see him and he saw her defeated look when she realized what was happening. He wished he had gave her a tight hug like he had the two times before she had visited him. He wanted to kiss the daylights out of her and spend the night cuddling, enjoying the warmth her body gave him. The happiness that radiated off of their bodies that was caused by one another.
He went home, his shoulders sagged and his heart heavy.
His mom saw the sad look in his eyes and immediately brought him into her motherly hold, consoling the poor boy.
"She left mom" he whispered pathetically.
She didn't say anything, just leading him to the couch where he curled up into his mom. It reminded her of the time he really liked this girl he was dating in seventh grade and she had broke his poor heart for another boy who had played one more sport than him. He cried for two days and she has consoled him, telling him that it would be okay. Which by the week after he was fine, but in that moment his twelve year old self thought he would never get over it.
"I tried so hard mom" he whimpered, "I tried so hard for her to stay but she didn't listen to me."
She rubbed his back, having her hold tighten letting him get out his emotions before trying to speak.
"I ruined it, I ruined everything. I messed up, I messed up so bad and I don't know what to do. I want her back so bad" he cried softly.
His heart hurt, his head hurt, the heavy weight on his shoulders and heart and all he wanted to do was hold Blake in his arms. He wanted to protect her from the world, he wanted to make sure he never hurt her again. He wanted to shield her away from any bad that would come her way.
"I don't know what to do she left mom, she left."
Tammy sat thinking, before simply stating "if you guys are meant to be you'll find your way back to each other."
He sniffled and sat up, pulling away from her hold. "That's it?"
"Focus on college, if you guys find each other after that then it was meant to be. But if you don't and you both move on then it wasn't. You both were great for each other everyone saw that but if you don't find her again then you will be able to move on. You will know what to do and what not to do in a relationship from yours with Blake. You will know how a girl should be treating you. It all comes with time though, let her focus on herself and you focus on yourself. You just have to be patience."
Her words stuck itself in his brain like it was on a loop. Tammy left her son to his thoughts and he stared at the wall. Patience. That's what he had to have. If he was truly meant to be with Blake then they will find each other again one day.
But as much as he wanted to just be patient he knew it would be harder. He didn't want to be patient. He wanted Blake in his arms right now. He wanted her to be his girlfriend again. He wished he could get his way even though he knew that he couldn't.
Patience.
He needed to have something that he only really ever had with Blake. A thing that seemed so foreign to him before her because he was the most impatient person ever. Patience. A thing that he grown to see exactly what it was because of how stubborn Blake really was.
Patience.
He hoped to God that him and Blake were meant to be. The thought of dating or marrying a girl that wasn't Blake made his stomach twist into a tight knot. It twisted into an even tighter knot thinking of Blake dating or marrying someone who wasn't him.
His phone buzzed and he looked at his phone.
blake just posted a photo
He was quick to open it, his stomach doing summer-salts at the caption.
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Patience.
Yes... yes he could do that. He could do that for Blake.
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