FORTY FOUR

JASON

I was been an asshole because only an asshole would tell a girl he liked her one minute and then the next that she was too innocent. It was infuriating to not be able to properly express how I felt about her and the fear that if I did something too forward, she would bolt and never come back.

I groaned brushing the errant locks of my hair from my eyes, I knew I had to apologize to her immediately and so I made my way to her room. the door was slightly ajar and I could hear laughter filtering through and then a name that stopped me in my tracks.

Michael…

Who the hell was Michael, I thought with my hand still suspended in the art of knocking.

“I’m sorry, I can’t see you today or tomorrow. I would have to get back to you on that, is that alright?” she was saying and then she laughed.

I should have left but the sound of her laughing about or with another man just seconds after we had shared…

What had we shared? And did it mean so much to just me

I turned around and with my back to h