Living With The Bad Boy Next Door

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I was in Jax's room watching him making sure he had everything packed. He left in an hour. I was trying not to cry. Three weeks without his touch..

"Finished," he said sitting next to me. He played with my bangs and kissed my lips softly. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too Jax," I said biting my lip trying to stay cool. Tears were not to arrive.

"Jax are you almost ready?" Rayne said from the other side of the door. She knew not to come in after what happened last time.

"Yes," he said holding me. She said okay and retreated downstairs. I lied head on his chest and held him tight not wanting to let him go.

I kissed him, and kissed him harder. Jax was Jax. I loved him.

"It's only 3 weeks," he sighed kissing me.

"Only."

His phone rang but I didn't let him get up. He stayed right there. We let it go to voice mail.

Apparently his voice mails played automatically, because that's what we heard at his highest sound level.

"Jaxton I can't wait to see you! I haven't seen you since we had sex on the beach! I'm glad you've agreed to meet at the beach! See you there cutie!" It was a high-pitched girl's voice.

I was took back. I stood up and stared at him for a long time.

"Who was that?" He wouldn't look at me. He knew i was upset.

"Just an old friend. Don't worry about it." Still not looking at me.

"She didn't sound like an old friend Jax! She sounds like a thirsty whore that wants to hook up with you when you get to Hawaii!"

"She didn't say anything about hooking up with me. And do not call her a thirsty whore. Just because we had sex a couple times does not make her a whore! You and I have had sex more than a couple times."

"Jax," i said tearing up. "Who is she."

"We met last year in Hawaii at a tour. Her name is Sadie."

"She plans on having sex with you doesn't she."

"I don't know."

"Would you let her?" I looked into his eyes.

He looked down and shrugged his shoulders.

I nodded and bit my lip trying not to cry. I nodded again and walked out of his room.

"You can't leave like this!" He screamed chasing me down the stairs.

"Go have fun with Sadie!" I screamed at him. Rayne and his dad stared at us in shock. I wiped my eyes and tried getting out of the house. He grabbed my arm and turned me around to face him.

"Fuck you," I said quietly. "I loved you."

"Loved?" He choked. He was going to cry.

"I'm breaking up with you Jax," I said crying. He stared at me for awhile. He looked angry.

"I've gave you everything. I love you and only you Avery. You are ending this over something stupid!"

"Let me go," I cried before pulling away from him and running out the door.

His dad held him back from coming after me anymore. I went to my car and just sat there crying for a long time.

I drove to the only place I could feel okay.

I drove through the gates and down the road to where she was. I parked my car and got out.

I sat down in front of her grave and felt like hugging it. I didn't.

"I need you right now Courtney. I told you that you were my friend forever but you left me when I needed you most. Why did you have to put my life in front if yours?" I cried. She said nothing back. "Jax clearly doesn't love me anymore. Im living with h my brother, Leah and Michael are always together, and Kacey is busy with alcohol. I need you so much Courtney," I was shaking.

Still no reply. I sat down and traced the dirt in front of her grave.

My phone was ringing like crazy, but I made no attempt to answer anything. My voice mail did not play automatically. Like some people.

I drove home and seen Kyle and James sleeping on the couch while sponge Bob was playing on the television.

I went up to my room and stared at myself in the mirror. I cried and punched the mirror. It hurt, but some of my stress felt relieved.

I stepped on a piece of glass and once I seen the blood, I passed out.

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So I was corrected by my science teacher that it is "Psyche" not "sike" I seriously didn't know that. Thanks Mr. G 😄

But thanks for reading and all that good stuff.

Bye.