✔The Nerd And The Jerk [Taennie Adaption]

49

~Jennie's P.O.V~

After Taehyung left my house that afternoon, Taehyung didn't come back to school for almost a month.

The students spread every rumor from, 'Taehyung is dead.', to, 'Taehyung is in prison for murder or drugs.'.

But, I was the only one who knew the truth. I never told anyone.

Not even Gabe.

But, oh that did not stop him from bugging me.

'Are you sure that you don't know anything?' He would ask me.

And of course, I would deny it. It's not my business to tell anyway.

That didn't stop me from being worried though.

Taehyung didn't call me once. He didn't text, Email, IM, or anything. Not one, 'I'm fine.'.

I tried calling him for the first week, but I gave up when he wouldn't answer. If he doesn't want me to know, then I guess I'm not important enough.

The school ended up forgetting about him the third week, and I never had to hear another 'How's Taehyung?' from anyone, thank God. But, I never forgot about him. He was always there in the back of my mind. I was always worrying about him, always thinking that the boy in front of me is Taehyung. But, of course it never was him.

Life went on. School went on. Time went on. And I went on.

"Good morning, Jennie." My Mother says to me, sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of steaming coffee in her hand. "How was your night."

I shrug, and my mind flashes back to the nightmare that I had, about Taehyung and his Father. "Good."

She raises her eyebrows like she doesn't quite believe me, but then nods. "That's good."

"Uh-huh." I knew she wouldn't ask. She's still the same Mom.

I pick up an apple that's in the fruit bowl on the table, take a bite out of it, and then walk around the table to kiss my Mom's cheek.

"Bye, Mother."

Mom nods and takes a sip of her coffee, not saying anything to me.

I sigh. Mom and Dad have been having problems. They had another fight last night, but the only good thing is, it's not about me anymore. It's about my brother, Matt. He's wanting to borrow money for Destiny. Matt lost his job last week, and Layla still can't work, because she's still recovering from having the baby.

Dad wants to give them the money, but Mom doesn't want to. She says that he needs to find another job, and that Matt, is just being lazy.

 I think the whole thing is absurd.

The school bus doesn't take long to pull up to the stop sign, and I walk in, nodding at the bus driver, then I sit in the back.

When we pull up to the school, there's a huge crowd in front of the door.

Everyone in the bus, puts their hands on the window and looks out at the school...Including me.

"What's going on?" The girl next to me asks, straining her neck to see past me out the window.

"I don't know..." I trail off.

In the back of my mind, the first thought is, I wonder if it's Taehyung.

Once we park in front of the school, everyone rushes off, probably wanting to see what the big deal is.

I grab my bag, and follow the crowd.

I can't help it that I'm curious. People bump into me when I get closer, and I hear the Principal shouting for everyone to get to classes.

I see a person in the middle of the crowd, smiling, and laughing at something someone said.

My heart skips a beat as soon as I see the person, and my mouth reacts before my brain has time to process everything. "Taehyung!"

He turns around in my direction, his smile frozen on his face, and I notice how much better he looks.

No more bruises or scars.

"Princess!" He yells, and runs towards me in a slow jog.

When he gets to me, he wraps me in a big hug.

"I can't believe you're back!" I say, surprising myself by hugging him back. I guess it turns out that I missed him more then I thought...

He chuckles and squeezes me tighter. "Yeah, sorry...I had some things I had to take care of."

He pulls back from me, and I can see in his eyes, that he's a lot happier. He doesn't have that hurt, pain, and cruelness in them anymore. "You have to tell me everything." I tell him, smiling.

I really didn't know how much I missed him. But, now that he's standing in front of me...Safe....I feel not as depressed anymore.

Taehyung smiles. "Not now. Later."

I feel somebody wrap an arm around my waist, and Taehyung looks at the person with a surprised look.

"Taehyung? You're back?" His voice has a twinge of jealousy in it, and I look up at Eli.

"Yes." Taehyung answers, looking back and forth in-between Eli and I. "I am."

Eli nods at Taehyung, and Taehyung and Eli just stare at each other for a few minutes.

"So...." I say, interrupting any stare down that they were having.

"So..." Taehyung repeats, now looking at me. "Something going on between you two?"

My face turns red, and Eli bends down and kisses my forehead.

For some reason, I feel like being with Eli, is cheating on Taehyung. It feels wrong.

When I don't respond, Eli speaks up. "Yes. For two wonderful weeks." Taehyung's face turns rock solid, and that happiness that was in his eyes a few seconds ago, is now gone.

He looks like the old Taehyung.

I feel Eli tighten his hold on me, and for some reason, that makes me want to cringe away from him.

Two weeks ago, Eli asked me out on a date.

Of course I said yes. He's cute, nice, and so sweet. Anyone would be crazy not to say yes.

That night, he brought me flowers, and asked me to be his girlfriend.

It was so sweet.

But, now that I see the disappointment in Taehyung's eyes, it makes me want to reconsider my decision.

"I see..." Taehyung looks away from us, and stuffs his hands in his pockets. "Well, I have to go. I have class, you know..."

I nod, and Eli lets go of my waist to stick his hand out to Taehyung. "Nice to see you again, Man."

Taehyung just looks down at Eli's hand and walks away from us without saying another word.

"Well, he's nice." Eli mutters. "I have to get to class too, Babe." He kisses my cheek, and smiles, and I can't help but to smile back, even though I don't feel like smiling. "I'll see you after class." I nod my head. "Okay, see ya."

He winks at me before turning away from me and walking inside the school, right as the bell rings.

I sigh through my nose, while running my hand down my face.

If, I really like Eli, then why do I feel torn?