I walk to the park, seeing my boyfriend, right there, but not smiling.
"Hey. What's up, stranger?" I smile and wrap my arms around him. He pushes me away.
"Nessa. No. I can't do this anymore, okay?" Shawn says, not letting me come any closer.
"Can't do what? Oh. Babe, I-" I start to say but he cuts me off.
"I'm doing this for us-" I shake my head laughing. "No. Wrong. You're doing this for YOU." I correct. "No. Nessa, please don't. Just... don't talk." I shake my head again.
"Listen, if you wanted me to shut up, you shouldn't have asked me to meet you here. It's so cold, my toes are freaking freezing off. I walked here for YOU. I'm getting cold for YOU. So don't tell me to stop talking." I say angrily. Shawn grabs my arm roughly.
"I just... need space, okay Nessa? I want space." I pull my arm away and snicker. "Nope. Not okay. And if you want- scratch that- NEED space so badly, go to frickin NASA." I walk away.
"It's over Nessa. I'm ending this." I turn around for a second. "Yeah, I figured." Then I run home. I go to my driveway and just sit down in the snow. I wince at the coldness but then it goes away. My butt is numb by the time my brother gets home.
"Nessa? What- Are you okay?" The tears are dried to my face but he knows they were there. "Corbyn, it's Shawn. He's an asshole. He broke up with me, 'needing space'." I say, laughing a bit. Corbyn wraps his arms around me tightly.
"I'm sorry, Nessie. But I know Shawn McCauley. You don't-"
"Deserve him, right? That's what you're gonna say, isn't it? Well, it's a lie. I didn't deserve HIM." Corbyn pulls away. "Bull. Nessa, everyone knows Shawn. Yeah, sure. They all know him. But they also all know that he needs some serious arrangement in his life." I scoff.
"So you're telling me my ex-boyfriend was an idiot. Gee, thanks. You really know how to make someone feel better." I say, the sarcasm dripping off my tongue. Corbyn smiles. "Thanks, I try." I smile a bit, then we walk inside together.
"Where's mom?" I ask. Corbyn shrugs. "Weren't you like, home?" I roll my eyes. "YES. I was. But I didn't go in." He nods. "Right. Because it's snowing right now and you just don't wanna go inside to the nice warmth and love you get from mom. Correct?" Corbyn asks. "Well, yeah. Duh." Corbyn's phone rings, playing a stupid song. He puts it to his ear.
"Hello? What? Jack- I- Stop it, man. Oh my god. Oh my god. Is- Jack. Is she okay? I'm- I'm coming, okay? I'm coming man. Call an ambulance." He hangs up. His face is torn. "Corbyn? Corbyn, what's wrong. What happened? Corbyn, talk to me. Is someone hurt? CORBYN." I yell at the end.
"It's mom. She got hit by a truck. She's- she's not waking up, Nessa. She ain't wakin up." Corbyn's voice gets a little bit of an accent, as it usually does when he's panicked. "Oh my god. We have to go see her. Get my keys. I'm drivin." My voice does the same little break.
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why don't we ~jack avery~
Fanfiction"Listen, it all goes downhill from here, okay? Trust me, I know." He looks at me, grabbing my waist. He pulls me even closer to him. "I don't care." And then he presses his lips to mine and never pulls away.
