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Jaxon

September sixteen rolls around faster than I thought it ever could.

Luna hasn't spoken to me in well over a week. She doesn't even acknowledge my presence anymore. I don't bother going to the cafeteria and seeing her sit there laughing while I'm dying inside. I usually hide out in the classroom that we always ate in like the total freaking moron I am when it comes to Luna Stone.

None of my friends try to stop me. Julia and I have reached some sort of weird milestone in our friendship. She doesn't push about Luna, and I don't mind.

I've been getting through practice and school like a zombie. I don't talk. I try not to eat because everything I eat reminds me of Luna. Paxton asked me if I wanted an apple a couple days ago and I almost punched him. He didn't know why I was so mad.

Luna likes apple juice.

I know it's such a depressing move. But I honestly thought she'd come around by now. Maybe she'd still help tutor me. Obviously, I was wrong. My grades don't suck though. I guess that's a start. I even ran into Ms. Jacobs last week and she congratulated me on my "amazing progress". It reminded that Luna wasn't helping me anymore and almost bawled into Ms. Jacobs' shirt. I've never been this upset over a girl before, but I think I figured early on that Luna's not just any girl.

Tomorrow is homecoming.

Isaac's going with Britney, Mason's only going to make an appearance for Julia who helped plan it, and then he's dipping—it's not exactly his scene. I'm sure he'll be at the after party though. Paxton's taking Julia since she didn't want to go with anyone else. It ruined Paxton's whole going solo plan, but he was happy to help her out. I was going to go and take Maddi—she's a friend, but apparently, she's sick, so that's out of the question.

In the end, I decided not to go. I would've been miserable the entire time anyway.

Now, I'm staring at my wall again. The one that has Connor's room on the other side. When Allison comes, I don't know where she's going to stay. In my room? In Connor's? If she does stay in mine, does that mean I'll have to sleep on the couch?

I let the complications fade away and head downstairs for some food. I haven't eaten all day...mostly because my kitchen reminds me of Luna. I think of when we cleaned the cookie mess in here. My bedroom, even my bathroom counter reminds me of Luna...but I can't escape those things.

"Nice of you to come down." My dad's voice rings in my ear the second I take the last step on the stairs. He doesn't sound mad though, just a bit worried.

I blink at him. "Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"Aren't you supposed to be at practice?"

I shrug, too tired to argue. "Mrs. Turner had an appointment. We think she's pregnant." I walk over to the kitchen and try to think of Coach having another kid instead of wracking my thoughts about Luna. Isaac will be thrilled, I guess. He has a little sister, a little brother, and now a third one. I think he likes kids.

I hastily make myself some pizza rolls in the microwave forgetting about my vegan diet during football season. If there's ever a time to splurge, it's now.

"I have pasta in the fridge," My mom says as her voice gets closer and closer. Pasta makes me think of Olive Garden and Olive Garden makes me think of Luna. I slam my head on to the wall and it leaves a dent. It hurts more than I thought it would and I find myself quickly regretting the decision.

Another thing to add to my long list of regrets.

My mom gasps. "Jaxon! What are you doing?"

She rushes over to me and pushes me down on a stool. I roll my eyes. "I'm fine, Mom."

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