Chapter 22

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Jake's POV:

When Emily's phone started heading straight to voicemail I panicked, I didn't know what to do. I just wanted to explain things to her. I wanted to let her know that it was a fucking misunderstanding. That I loved her and only her. Of course my fucking reputation wasn't going to help me, everyone thought that I was a fucking player who just liked to mess around with girls. Why the fuck did I have to be such a player during my first years of high school, now that might have ruined my fucking chance of being with the only girl i have ever loved. With the only girl I want to spend the rest of my life with. I can't believe it.

I called about another 15 times, but I had no luck, they all went straight to voicemail. Why the hell didn't I bring a fucking car? Then none of this would have happened, my friends wouldn't have made me drink, I wouldn't have gotten hammered and of course fucking Michaela wouldn't have tried to kiss me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Now I couldn't even run after her, I had no fucking car and I was in no condition to drive anyway. Why does everything happen to me. I started kicking around the grass, I was so desperate, I didn't know what I could do to get her back, if she ever talked to me again.

I called back one last time, deciding that I was going to leave her a message explaining what had happened, maybe she'd listen to it.

"I don't know if you're listening, I hope you are." I started saying nervously into the phone. "I just need to explain everything to you. You got it all wrong. My friends got me wasted tonight at the party before you arrived and Liam took me to the kitchen and left me there with a bottle of Gatorade so that I'd sober up." I stopped as I felt tears coming, I tried to suppress them and then continued "Then all of the sudden Michaela bursts into the kitchen and tells me that she'll take care of me until you arrived. I told her that I was okay, that you'd arrive in any minute but she just wouldn't stop. She tried to take the Gatorade away from me, I didn't give it up so easily so as she pulled it back, I kind of stumbled and I was going to fall off the counter, so I grabbed on to the first thing that I could, which just happened to be her waist. I guess she took this all wrong, because next thing I know her lips are on my lips. I pushed her away immediately, I swear, but in that precise moment you saw us kissing and you got the whole wrong picture." Beep. Beep. Beep. I suddenly heard the phone, signaling that the time to record the voice message was over.

I called her again, to continue my voice message: "I tried running after you but you practically bolted out the door and I wasn't in my five senses yet so by the time I caught up to you it was already too late. You quickly started the engine and got out of there. I'm so sorry Emily, I know you won't believe me because of my reputation, but it really wasn't my fault, I pushed her away I swear, I didn't want to kiss her, I love you. I only have eyes for you, I swear Emily, please, you have to believe me baby." I was crying now, I didn't even care if she could hear it in my voice or if anyone at the party heard me. I just needed to get her back, we belonged together.

"Are you okay?" A female voice suddenly startled me.

"Michale what the fuck! Why the hell did you kiss me? You knew that I was dating Emily.!" I hollered out, not even trying to hide my rage or my tears anymore.

"What? You grabbed my waist Jake, that's what you'd always done before we'd make out!" She shrieked back.

"Seriously Michaela, why would I want to ruin what I have with Emily?" I asked her.

"Oh come on Jake, do you honestly expect anyone to believe that you love Emily that much? That she was the one that finally got you to change? To stop being a player? Nobody buys that." She retorted.

"I do love her that much Michaela. I haven't been with anyone else since I've been with her. And now thanks to you I might lose her forever!" I screamed back at her, not containing my anger. How dare she say that to me? How could she question my love for Emily? She knew nothing about us. She jumped back, frightened by my screams, I guess she wasn't expecting this reaction from me. "Just live me the fuck alone, you've done enough already." I continued before marching away back into the house, not even wanting to be next to her for any second longer. I stumbled onto Liam as soon as I entered so I asked him:

"Hey man can I crash in your room? I'm not feeling well."

"Shit, man, what happened to you? You look like shit." He exclaimed. Why did people keep telling me that? I knew I looked like shit, there is no fucking need to point it out.

"I think it was the drinks." I lied.

"Shit, okay. Sure go to my room, it's the second door to the left up the stairs."

"Thanks man." I told him as I started walking towards the stairs.

"Just don't puke all over my room." He hollered at me, getting the finger as a response from me.

As soon as I reached his room I plopped myself on the bed, I was just so exhausted, I just needed Emily. We were doing so well and then fucking Michaela had to come and ruin everything. What the fuck was I going to do? I didn't want to lose her. Tears started rolling down my face again and so I just let them, I was tired of suppressing my feelings.

Emily's POV:

After the tears stopped, not because I wanted to stop crying but because there weren't any left to shed I turned on my phone again. I had 2 new voice messages, from Jake of course. I didn't even want to hear his voice. So as soon as I got the messages I deleted them right away. That motherfucker, how could he have the nerve to text me, call me and even leave voice messages when he was out there whoring with whichever girl crossed his path.

I don't even understand why he's calling me. Why would he want to talk to me, it was clear that he didn't love me, or he wouldn't be out there kissing other girls. Especially at a party that he knew that I'd be in. How could he? I was so disappointed and angry as well. Not with Jake, but with myself, for believing all of the bullshit that he told me. I bet it was all some sort of plan just to get me to sleep with him and after I did, he went back to being his normal womanizer self. I can't believe it, how could I have been that stupid, how could I believe that he liked me? That Jake fucking Williams, the most popular guy at school liked me, of course it wasn't true. I was so stupid for falling for it.

I don't even care about what he had to tell me in his voice messages. I don't want to hear whatever lame excuse he comes up with, I wouldn't believe it. His reputation precedes him. He's been a player for all of his teenage years, why did I believe that he could possibly change from one minute to another? It was obvious that he couldn't. Of course I was going to end up the scorned girl. It was not a matter of if he cheats on me, it was just a matter of when. I just wished that it had happened sooner, before I had fallen so hard for him, before I told him I loved him, before I slept with him. I just wished that no one else saw them kissing, it was enough knowing what he did to me, I didn't want to have people talking behind my back about how he cheated on me, how I was the stupid girl that didn't even know what her boyfriend was doing behind her back.

 I'm so fucking tired now, I'll try to sleep at least a bit, I just want to stop thinking about everything that happened tonight. Even if it's just for a few hours. I just hope that I can sleep, I hope my mind can clear itself enough for me to rest a little bit. I really need it, because it not, I don't know how I'll survive.

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Author's Note:

Hey guys! What did you think about this chapter? I'll continue to include more of Jake's POV for the rest of the story I think. Do you think she'll forgive him? Will her love for him be so strong that she'll forget all of his flaws and forgive him? Anyway, I'm really hoping you enjoy this chapter and any suggestions and/or grammar corrections are more than welcome. Don't forget to follow me, vote and comment, it really helps me out and I'd love to hear your thoughts!

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