Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye
022
Rebecca’s POV
I stand rooted to my spot as I take in the scene going on in front of me. Alex making out with a girl I don’t recognise. I feel my heart drop in my chest and I suddenly find it difficult to breath. Here I was ready to apologise for being stupid and not hearing him out but here he is making out with some random girl. I feel a hand rest on my shoulder and I look up to see Jack staring at me apologetically, he didn’t mean for me to see this. I feel him tug on my shoulder trying to lead me out, I comply being led away when I hear loud giggles come from behind me, and I turn round to see Alex leading a girl upstairs. I feel my heart shatter at this moment, he truly does not care.
After this sight I let Jack quickly walk me out of the house, helping me escape this tense atmosphere, I keep taking deep breaths willing myself not to have a panic attack in the middle of this party. I close my eyes allowing myself to be moved by Jack. For some reason the journey outside is longer than the journey inside, as if the universe is truly laughing in my face.
Soon the cold night breeze hits my face, allowing my breaths to become steadier and my heart to stop from racing. It is the cold sting of the night air that allows me to realise I have been crying. I try to wipe away at the tears, hoping Jack has not noticed, but unfortunately for me he has, and now stares at me with pity in his eyes. I go to talk but Jack shushes me pulling me into his arms before dragging me away to his car. I climb in shivering from the cold night air. I mumble some poor excuse about my car but Jack shushes me by saying he will pick it up in the morning. Soon Jack starts up his car and begins driving, the scene of Alex’s house party becoming further and further away. I lean my head against the cold window, staring out at the word we drive past.
I know I have no excuse to get upset as me and Alex weren’t even dancing, but still it hurts. I fell for this dude and he made me think he fell for me. I think that’s what hurt the most. I let down my walls when it came to Alex, in the short space of two weeks he got to know the real me. However Friday night he let me down, didn’t speak to me all weekend and now Monday night, here he was throwing a party and making out with any bimbo that stood in front of him.
I should of known really he would do this, he is that type, not to mention everyone including Jack had warned me about his title as a manwhore. I shake away the thoughts closing my eyes as a single glistening tear falls down my cold snowy white face. I feel rough calloused hands wipe away the tears. I open my eyes and look up to find Jack glancing at me every couple of seconds with a worried glare. I push his hand away and place it back on the steering wheel. I mumble something about keeping his eyes on the road and he reply’s back with a nervous chuckle.
As Jack pulls into my road, my senses come back long enough for me to realise whats going on…hes taking me home.
“No.” I mumble sitting up.
“Rebecca? What you going on about?” He asks as he keeps driving looking confused.
“I don’t wanna go home, take me anywhere from here.” I mumble sitting back in the seat.
Jack nods before quickly doing a U-turn and driving in the opposite direction. I close my eyes and think about everything that has happened tonight as an eerie silence fills the car. I squirm around in my seat, uncomfortable from the awkward atmosphere. Jack must realise because soon the car is filled with the quiet music of Blink 182. A small smile falls onto my face as I close my eyes listening to beautiful vocals of Tom DeLonge.
Before I know it Jack is shaking me awake to tell me we’ve arrived at his house and he’s already asked his mum if I can stay. As we walk inside he explains about how his sister is out of town with his cousin so I can stay in her room. I nod as I follow him, wiping at my eyes to look somewhat presentable. When Jack opens the door his mum appears in her nightgown and I feel guilt fill my stomach at the thought that I woke up this woman.
Without a single word uttered, Jack’s mum walks forward and envelops me in a hug, I hug back wearily as she leads me upstairs to what I suspect is Jack’s sister (May)’s room. I get changed into some pajamas that Jack’s mum (whose name I later find out to be Joyce) gave me.
I lay in the bed, sending my mum a quick text to explain I’m sleeping over someone’s house when there’s a soft knock at the door.
“Come in.” I mumble sitting up in the bed. Slowly the door opens to find a sleepy looking Jack wearing jogging bottoms and a superman shirt. He offers me a soft smile as he comes in and sits down on the edge of the bed.
“Hey.” He mumbles with a soft smile, however his eyes show the true worry.
“Hi Jack.” I mumble with a smile back.
“Hey you smiled.” He exclaims happily.
“Yeah well I didn’t screw anything up with you.” I mutter back hanging my head.
“Hey don’t be like that.” Mumbles Jack, lifting my chin. “None of this was your fault.” He mumbles staring into my eyes.
I hug Jack, burying my face into his chest. His smell is somewhat relaxing and soon has me relaxing into sleep. Too quickly he is pulling away.
“Where you going?” I mumble looking confused.
“I’m errr going to bed.” He replies confused standing up.
“Don’t leave.” I whisper looking up at him.
“What?” questions Jack staring at me.
“Don’t leave, Just cuddle…till I at least fall asleep?” I ask, my eyes begging for him to stay.
“Errm sure.” He mumbles before getting into bed and wrapping his arms around.
I mutter a thank you before snuggling into his chest, closing my eyes and drifting off to a sleep I know will be filled with nightmares.
I stand rooted to my spot as I take in the scene going on in front of me. Alex making out with a girl I don’t recognise. I feel my heart drop in my chest and I suddenly find it difficult to breath. Here I was ready to apologise for being stupid and not hearing him out but here he is making out with some random girl. I feel a hand rest on my shoulder and I look up to see Jack staring at me apologetically, he didn’t mean for me to see this. I feel him tug on my shoulder trying to lead me out, I comply being led away when I hear loud giggles come from behind me, and I turn round to see Alex leading a girl upstairs. I feel my heart shatter at this moment, he truly does not care.
After this sight I let Jack quickly walk me out of the house, helping me escape this tense atmosphere, I keep taking deep breaths willing myself not to have a panic attack in the middle of this party. I close my eyes allowing myself to be moved by Jack. For some reason the journey outside is longer than the journey inside, as if the universe is truly laughing in my face.
Soon the cold night breeze hits my face, allowing my breaths to become steadier and my heart to stop from racing. It is the cold sting of the night air that allows me to realise I have been crying. I try to wipe away at the tears, hoping Jack has not noticed, but unfortunately for me he has, and now stares at me with pity in his eyes. I go to talk but Jack shushes me pulling me into his arms before dragging me away to his car. I climb in shivering from the cold night air. I mumble some poor excuse about my car but Jack shushes me by saying he will pick it up in the morning. Soon Jack starts up his car and begins driving, the scene of Alex’s house party becoming further and further away. I lean my head against the cold window, staring out at the word we drive past.
I know I have no excuse to get upset as me and Alex weren’t even dancing, but still it hurts. I fell for this dude and he made me think he fell for me. I think that’s what hurt the most. I let down my walls when it came to Alex, in the short space of two weeks he got to know the real me. However Friday night he let me down, didn’t speak to me all weekend and now Monday night, here he was throwing a party and making out with any bimbo that stood in front of him.
I should of known really he would do this, he is that type, not to mention everyone including Jack had warned me about his title as a manwhore. I shake away the thoughts closing my eyes as a single glistening tear falls down my cold snowy white face. I feel rough calloused hands wipe away the tears. I open my eyes and look up to find Jack glancing at me every couple of seconds with a worried glare. I push his hand away and place it back on the steering wheel. I mumble something about keeping his eyes on the road and he reply’s back with a nervous chuckle.
As Jack pulls into my road, my senses come back long enough for me to realise whats going on…hes taking me home.
“No.” I mumble sitting up.
“Rebecca? What you going on about?” He asks as he keeps driving looking confused.
“I don’t wanna go home, take me anywhere from here.” I mumble sitting back in the seat.
Jack nods before quickly doing a U-turn and driving in the opposite direction. I close my eyes and think about everything that has happened tonight as an eerie silence fills the car. I squirm around in my seat, uncomfortable from the awkward atmosphere. Jack must realise because soon the car is filled with the quiet music of Blink 182. A small smile falls onto my face as I close my eyes listening to beautiful vocals of Tom DeLonge.
Before I know it Jack is shaking me awake to tell me we’ve arrived at his house and he’s already asked his mum if I can stay. As we walk inside he explains about how his sister is out of town with his cousin so I can stay in her room. I nod as I follow him, wiping at my eyes to look somewhat presentable. When Jack opens the door his mum appears in her nightgown and I feel guilt fill my stomach at the thought that I woke up this woman.
Without a single word uttered, Jack’s mum walks forward and envelops me in a hug, I hug back wearily as she leads me upstairs to what I suspect is Jack’s sister (May)’s room. I get changed into some pajamas that Jack’s mum (whose name I later find out to be Joyce) gave me.
I lay in the bed, sending my mum a quick text to explain I’m sleeping over someone’s house when there’s a soft knock at the door.
“Come in.” I mumble sitting up in the bed. Slowly the door opens to find a sleepy looking Jack wearing jogging bottoms and a superman shirt. He offers me a soft smile as he comes in and sits down on the edge of the bed.
“Hey.” He mumbles with a soft smile, however his eyes show the true worry.
“Hi Jack.” I mumble with a smile back.
“Hey you smiled.” He exclaims happily.
“Yeah well I didn’t screw anything up with you.” I mutter back hanging my head.
“Hey don’t be like that.” Mumbles Jack, lifting my chin. “None of this was your fault.” He mumbles staring into my eyes.
I hug Jack, burying my face into his chest. His smell is somewhat relaxing and soon has me relaxing into sleep. Too quickly he is pulling away.
“Where you going?” I mumble looking confused.
“I’m errr going to bed.” He replies confused standing up.
“Don’t leave.” I whisper looking up at him.
“What?” questions Jack staring at me.
“Don’t leave, Just cuddle…till I at least fall asleep?” I ask, my eyes begging for him to stay.
“Errm sure.” He mumbles before getting into bed and wrapping his arms around.
I mutter a thank you before snuggling into his chest, closing my eyes and drifting off to a sleep I know will be filled with nightmares.
11/10/13