Save Me- Part 15

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I stood there speechless. What else could I do? Plan my escape with Jacob in the middle of the night just like those cliché songs and storybooks? If I were selfish enough, I most definitely would.

But how could we be over...

It perplexed me. A concept that I would never be able to grasp. I needed him like a heart beat. That's cheesy, but it's utterly true. I wouldn't let him go, I couldn't.

I couldn't stand there any longer. I made my way for the door and bolted down stairs.

"Where do you think you're going?" My mother stepped in front of me.

I pushed past her, ripping the porch door open. I looked around off my porch, spotting Jacob standing at the lakes edge between our two houses, just where we had been the other night.

"Jake!" I called running towards him.

He didn't even turn around.

"Jacob." I said again, exasperated as I ran right into his back. Not even a budge. "What? What's wrong?" I said turning him towards me.

Nothing.

"Look at me!" I cried lifting his face up to meet my tear filled eyes.

"What!" He finally boomed, causing me to shudder.

I took a step back, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"We're done Mia." He said, clenching his jaw tightly.

"W-we're...done?" I murmured

"Do you need to be told a third time?" He spit out sourly.

This was a nightmare honestly. First my mother, now Jake! Was I going to wake up? What am I even being punished for!

"What are you starring at?" He raised an eyebrow, but not in his same joking manner.

"I... I don't understand." Was all I could say while shaking my head. I felt the tears holding onto my waterline, waiting to spill over when I would allow them to.

"I'm leaving today Mia. I'll go back to Somers and you'll go back to the academy, and you'll let go of me. It's that simple." His words legitimately stung, seeping into my core producing a real heart-wrenching pain.

"So it's just like that? You fuck me and leave me Jake?" I yelled attempting to push him backwards but he grabbed my hands before I could, holding them tightly in his warm grasp.

"Go inside Mia." He said quietly. For a moment, I thought his eyes filmed over in a glossy finish, but he quickly masked any emotion with a cold hard exterior, one I had never seen before.

"I can't let go..." I whispered, the tears that threaten my being finally pouring out over my cheeks.

Jake let go of my hands, reaching with both of his to wipe away the tears. My eyes fluttered shut against his touch, memorizing the feeling with every passing second. Cradling my face, I could feel him weakening, or at least I thought I did.

"You don't have to do this." I shook with him, opening my blurry eyes.

"Goodbye Mia." He said blankly, letting me go before walking back up to his house with out another word.

I screamed. I screamed bloody murder. So loud I was sure Jake heard it. So loud I was sure the houses across the lake could hear me. So loud, it actually scared me.

My father came rushing outside towards me, pulling me into his protective embrace.

"What?! What's wrong Mia?" He said, muffled against my head. I could see over his shoulder my mother standing at the porch door.

"You did this! You!" I cried pushing him away, my eyes casting a deadly stare in her direction.

My dad restrained me, pulling me close again.

"Let. Go." I said angrily, ripping away from him to approach my mother

"Mia it's for the best." She said simply crossing her arms across her chest.

"Who said mom!" I cried starring at her furiously.

"I know what's best for you Mia, and apparently Jacob does too." She said, almost smirking.

That set me off like a loose train. Before I could even get a hold of her, my fathers arms were holding mine in tight shackles.

"I hate you!" I screamed through the sobs writhing in his arms.

"Get away from her." My father said to my mother. She stood there astonished that even he would stand up for me.

She just drove away sixteen years of my life. Sixteen years of friendship. Sixteen years of memories. Sixteen years of birthdays. Sixteen years of thanksgivings. Sixteen years of sleepless nights. Sixteen years of security. Sixteen years of irreplaceable time that I would have get back.

I could never understand the feeling I have around him. I could never explain the way his touch feels on my skin. The way his laughter rings in my ear. The sound of his voice, my bedtime lullaby. The life that my smile thrives on. The fun of my summers. The way I depend on him.

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