Punched by Jacob Chance

Author:Jacob Chance
Language: eng
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Chapter Fifteen

REAGAN

Four Years Ago - Morning After Prom

He grips my arms, pressing his warm lips to my icy cold ones. Immobile with despair, shocked at the words he’s said to me I don’t react. I inhale sharply, but I can barely breathe, my brain still questioning if he just broke up with me or not?

He needs to focus on fighting. Thanks for being so understanding.

I want to shout, but I’m numb. I don’t understand. Why are you doing this to us? To me? I want to rage, kick and scream, but I can’t. My tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth and there’s a lump the size of a golf ball in the back of my throat. A tornado of questions are whirling around in my head.

He hands me my backpack and I reflexively reach for it, but my reactions are robotic. This moment feels surreal, like I’m an outsider looking in. Am I having an out of body experience? My thoughts are a jumbled mess and I can’t make order of anything that’s happened in the last five minutes.

Silently, I watch him back out of the driveway without a single look in my direction. Once he’s out of sight, I let the tears flow. They pour down my cheeks in a continuous stream as I fumble through the keyring, searching for the correct one. My shaking hands are uncoordinated, my panic is escalating and when the door finally opens I crash through the opening. Slamming it behind me, sobbing, I drop my backpack to the floor with a dull thud and stumble over to the couch. Throwing myself down on the soft cushions, I draw my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around my waist.

I can’t believe he broke up with me. Where did this come from? We were perfect ten minutes ago. Not once did he ever give me any indication that he wasn’t happy with our relationship. What went wrong? Did I disappoint him last night? Oh god, I hope that wasn’t it.

Two hours of tears later, and I don’t feel any better. I don’t have any more answers either. I tried calling Noah and he didn’t answer. I switched to texts thinking he might be more willing to answer me there, but they’ve all gone without a reply.

“Forget about him. He’s an asshole that doesn’t deserve you,” Moira states. “You wasted six months on him, don’t waste a second more.”

“Thanks for the reminder.” I say, shaking my head. “No matter what, it wasn’t wasted. I love him, Moira. I’m always going to love him.”

“No, no, no. You need to stop thinking like this. He’s nothing to you. Make him insignificant in your mind and he’ll become insignificant in your heart. That’s what I did with Harry Newton.”

“Moira, you dated him for like a week. This is hardly the same thing. Besides, my heart leads me where it will. My brain just takes some time to play catch up.”

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