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“Jake,” she starts. “I was serious when I told you I’m falling for you, you know,” she whispers.
My breath hitches. Where is this going? “I know you were, doll—”
“But I’m just a piece of ass?” Her tone is hard, making me stop immediately.
“What? Where didthatcome from?”
“Apparently, from you.” I freeze again. I’m not following. “Nick told me you let him have sex with me when I was drugged, Jake. Because I was just a ‘piece of ass’ to you,” she whispers again.
I’ve never been speechless in my life. Her eyes dart across my face, searching for something. My blood begins to boil when it finally becomes clear what the fuck she just said to me.
Nick told me you let him have sex with me when I was drugged.
I didn’t even know she was fucking drugged.
“Allie,” I say, struggling to find a breath. “That’s a load of bullshit.”
She lets out a rueful laugh, shocking me. “Why would he make that up?”
“Because he’s a fucking loser!” She flinches. “Why would you be a piece of ass to me? Do you even know howridiculousthat sounds?” Surely, she can see the absurdity in this. What’s fucking with me more is the fact that she wasdrugged. Who the hell drugged her?
“I just don’t know what to believe anymore,” she whispers, her voice breaking again. The tears are building in her eyes again, and the sight just pisses me off. This asshole is feeding her absolute bullshit. “You haven’t even tried calling or texting in the last three weeks, Jake. After what we told each other.”
I can admit fault to that. “Allie...this is a huge misunderstanding. That loser is fucking with your head,” I whisper.
She’s shaking her head in disappointment as she slowly stands and walks toward the door. Shit. I stand up and chase after her.
“Jake, why are you following me?” She seems so done with me right now. “I’m already mad at myself and Nick for what happened. I don’t need you complicating things more.”
“I’m so confused right now, Leia. Why is this happening?”
“Some parts of me wish I’d never met you,” she says, tears streaming down her face.
I need to stop this. I reach for her arm, but she quickly snatches it away. “A part of me wishes—”
“I wasn’t just a piece of ass to you?” I flinch at her hard tone. The sadness is no longer there in her eyes.
Now, it’s just an angry glare.
She grinds her teeth before she walks out of the door.
One Week Later...
LEIA
Nick Swanson is dead to me.
I was drugged that night. I know I was. It might’ve been Nick that drugged me, and he took advantage of me. What’s worse, somehow Jake, Hunter, and Brock showed up at the arena.
Supposedly, I was dancing with Nick, Nick rubbed it in his face, and Jake said he didn’t care since I was just another notch on his bedpost. Replaying the entire story in my head makes my skin crawl.I had sex with Nick. He said I was still lucid and I was willing, but I couldn’t befullyaware of what the hell was going on.
I can’t show my face to either one of them ever again. I told Nick to eat shit, and basically told Jake I’m disappointed in him. It broke myheartto hear those words come out of his mouth.
“Larson told me he didn’t care what you did anymore, Leia. He said you’re just a piece of ass to him.”
The tears building in my eyes annoy me more than they should.
Wiping my eyes, I finish typing out another draft of my short story for my creative writing class. I’m super thankful my counselor allowed me to add it to my schedule. Literature has quickly become an interest of mine. I wasn’t fully aware of it until frequenting the local museum and poetry slams with Sarah and Taya. Initially, they were boring. But then I came across local poet Jeni Stevens. One of her pieces had a quote that stood out to me:
The most screwed up joke the universe will play on you is making you fall in love with someone who doesn’t want to be a part ofyouruniverse.
The validity in that quote is so ironic. And it remains true to this day. Jake Larson doesn’t love me. He just loved the chase. And when the chase ended and I reciprocated those feelings, I was played.
You need to snap out of this.
Clearing my throat and my mind of those dangerous thoughts, I finish typing out the first draft to my assignment:
Falling in love with him was the easiest thing to do. Falling out of love with him became a chore...
