Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait. I won't bore you with details and excuses. Here's chapter 3. I hope you all like it, and thank you to everyone who sent me feedback and left comments.
-Deanna
Chapter Three: Decisions and Secrets
"Okay..."
We ended up at the park. It wasn't too far a walk from campus, and I loved going there after classes sometimes to just relax. It always seemed to calm me whenever I would come here from a stressful day in class. It never ceased to amaze me how watching the little kids playing and being so carefree eased away all my anxiousness. And that's exactly what I needed right now. I needed to be calm. I don't know what possessed me to do this, talk with Gavin, but there was no going back now.
Gavin cleared his throat, bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked over at him. The way the sunlight was hitting his blonde hair, making him almost glow, made this all seem so unreal, like I was dreaming and at any second I would wake up in my bed. But when I looked into his blue eyes, I knew this wasn't a dream. This was really happening, and Gavin was really here.
"I um, I'm not sure where I should start." He said rubbing the back of his neck. "I had this whole speech planned out for when I would see you again, and now it doesn't seem right."
I let my gaze wander back over to the kids swinging on the swing set. "Well, you can start by accepting my apology."
He looked at me like I was crazy. "Why would you need to apologize?"
I gave him a small smile. "The way I acted the other night, it was...unnecessary." He opened his mouth to say something, but I didn't let him. "It was more out of shock than anything. I mean, it was definitely a surprise to see you, and it still is now. But I shouldn't have acted the way I did; I was being a jerk and for that I'm sorry."
Gavin shook his head. "I'm the one who should be apologizing, and you have every right to be angry at me..." He sighed. "I was so stupid back then...the way I hurt you."
I looked away from him, trying to fight down the lump that was suddenly in my throat. I didn't want what Gavin said to still have an effect on me, but it still did. The pain in my chest was still there even after all this time. I'd loved Gavin with all my heart, and I was so sure he felt the same way.
I had been warned about him. I'd lost count of how many times one of my friends had told me that Gavin was a player and that he would only break my heart. I never listened to any of them. And just like every other girl, I fell for his charms, convinced myself that I would be different. But I was so wrong.
"Jamie."
"What?" I choked out, finally meeting his eyes.
"You have to know that I never meant to hurt you, it was the last thing I wanted to do but-"
"Then why did you?" I said, my voice coming out harsher than I intended.
He was running his fingers through his hair, something I knew he did when he was nervous or agitated. "I was trying to do you a favor." He mumbled.
It was my turn to look at him like he was crazy. "You think you did me a favor?" I asked incredulously. "Oh right, saying you love me one minute and then breaking up with me for no reason the next is doing me a favor. You ignoring me at school and pretending like you didn't know me was doing me such a huge favor, thank you." I stood up and turned away from him; I didn't want him to see the hurt on my face. "I thought I was different from all those other girls." I whispered.
I felt his hand on my shoulder turning me back towards him. I refused to look him in the eyes.
"You were different, Jamie." I heard him sigh and resisted the urge look up at him, to see his face. "I was the one who stayed the same."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I cheated on you."
My head snapped up and I looked at him with wide eyes. "What?"
Why was my heart pounding so fast? Deep down I must have known that, right? I'd always told myself that it didn't matter, but hearing it out loud, hearing him admit it made everything hurt ten times worse. I stared into Gavin's eyes. I wanted to know with who and when did it happen, but I was too shocked to open my mouth. I guess I didn't need to since Gavin continued anyway.
"It was at Mike's Halloween party our junior year, the one you didn't go to, and there was this girl there; I think she was Mike's cousin or something. I was kind of pissed at you because you decided to go to Danny's art thing instead of going to the party with me, so I got pretty drunk..." He sighed. "It was a mistake."
"Why are you telling me this?" I asked glaring at him
"The same reason why you agreed to talk to me, Jay." He said quietly. "To get what happened between us all out in the open finally."
I scoffed. "Okay, so you cheated on me. What does that have to do with you breaking up with me?"
He looked away from me, breaking our stare. "Don't you get it, Jay? All those people that warned you about me, they were right. I didn't deserve to be with someone like you. You were so good and sweet, and I knew then that all I was going to do was hurt you. And I didn't want that."
I was shaking my head, trying to process everything that I just heard. Something about all this just didn't seem right. Gavin broke up with me because he didn't want to hurt me. Was that the answer I was looking for? Could I really move on now that I knew? I did feel a little better, but it just felt like there was something that I was missing.
I watched Gavin walk back over to the bench, the one we had just vacated, and sit down. He looked worn out, and I admit I felt pretty tired too from all the emotions going rampant inside me. I slowly walked over there too and sat down next to him, and we both were silent for a while, lost in our own thoughts.
"You hurt me anyway, you know?" I said finally breaking the long silence.
"I know... and I'm sorry...I just thought I was doing the right thing." He looked at me. "For what it's worth, I had planned to tell you everything after graduation, but you'd already left."
I nodded. Danny and I had booked our tickets to leave the same night as the graduation ceremony. I didn't want to stick around for all the parties and goodbyes. I just wanted to get out of there, to start fresh. I wonder what would've happened if I had stayed longer. I shook the thought away; there was no point in dwelling on it. I needed to focus on the present now.