He was laying there, staring ahead, his expression fairly unreadable. Slowly, he blinks.
“She told me she didn’t want me going back.” he said quietly. “That she hears about the violence. That she’s scared for me. That she wants me to move back home, and never go back.” Jack pressed his hands against his stomach, gripping at the blankets. “She told me she loved me. That she’s loved me for years and that I just never saw it. I. I told her she should have just told me. That she shouldn’t have kept it quiet this long but. I told her I love you.” his eyes looked up to Katelynn, they were wet, but not crying. “That my heart belongs to you, and you to me. She said. Things. Against you and I told her to leave. If that’s how she really is to. To not talk to me again because I don’t want to hear those words against you. Ever. Because I love you. She called me an idiot, that. That the city’s changed me for the worst and, and that you’re bad for me. Then she said she hated me.” he tilts his eyes as best he can, trying to see the door.
“Then she left.”
So much had gone wrong so quickly? Goodness, she sat down on his bed gently, trying to lay next to him and cuddle him close, pressing her face against his shoulder. Putting her arm around his chest gently, she whispered, “I-I’m sorry love, maybe I shouldn’t have left you two alone. I thought…she told me she had a crush on you and I thought it’d be best if she told you but not like this…not at the cost of your friendship with her..I’m so sorry..”
Was she ever going to do right for this man? Pain seemed to be all she brought to him. But this wasn’t about her. A friendship seemed to have ended and it pained her that it did.
Jack sighs, shakily, and shuts his eyes.
“I never liked how she hung off me.” he whispers. “I always felt. Wrong. Sometimes I thought it was because I was gay. W-what man didn’t like a woman touching him, hanging off him…? B-but I’m not. I love you so much, Katelynn… she just. Became so mad. So fast. I didn’t know she could be like that…”
Jack Maple 