Something To Believe In

Part 76: Jenna's Point of View

I sat there in shock as Mason just stood in the middle of the gym after he had professed his love to me in front of the entire school, my parents, his parents, practically the whole state of Washington.

Sydney nudged me, signaling for me to go down to him. Go run and jump into his arms. There was nothing more that I wanted then for him to hold me. But I can't. Not even after all of those words.

I shook my head, thanking God that the lights in the gym were still off. Now is my chance. I got up from the bleachers and sprinted down them.

Running from Mason, from the pain that he's caused me. The humiliation. Running from my school, the school filled with fake bitches. I ran out from the gym, leaving Mason standing in the middle of the court. He was waiting for me to jump into his arms, hug him. Kiss him and let him know I forgave him.

I can't just do that. He broke my heart and simple little words aren't going to fix that.

I gave him my heart a while ago, and he had crushed it. Announcing his love to me in front of everyone I have ever even laid eyes on, sure it takes a lot of guts, but those are just words. Anyone could have said them.

Part of me believed him. All of me believed him. But my mind was yelling at me. I looked around at where I was, realizing that I hadn't stopped running yet.

The park. I sat on one of the swings and just remembered.

Memories of Mason and I at the beginning of the year, when I had first started tutoring him.

Him calling me after sleeping with Aubree, needing to see me. Begging me to come. He does love me.

But I need to hear him say it, not in front of thousands of people, he didn't even know I was there. For all he knew, I was at home in my bed, sleeping.

I need to hear him say it to me. Just the two of us. Face to face. Heart to heart.

 

End. Of. Frenzy.