♡Jessica Woods♡

The two kids were playing the see-saw leisurely and they were looking like they'd be happy even if they knew they'd die tomorrow.

Because they were little ones. They didn't have anything to be worried about. The least thing they would be upset about was their favourite cartoon episodes they missed. They have a happy life and definitely will, because their lives were not mine and my life was not theirs.

There were so many people who said they wanted to go back to their childhood lives whenever they felt hurt or heartbroken but my life was a bitch. How could I suppose to wish to be a kid again if I was being ignored and hurt at that time too?

"Mama, Where is my Christmas gift?" eight-year-old me running around the Christmas tree, searching my gift. On the other hand, my baby brother was grinning widely at the red coloured tricycle which he got as his Christmas gift.

"Oh honey," mother sighed. "The Santa said you sorry because he forgot to bring your gift but he promised me that he'd bring a big one next year for sure."

My face fell and I muttered some cuss words I knew at that time to Santa for having a poor memory.

"Did you like it, little guy?" dad asked my brother and they all ignored my presence when he squealed and said that he wanted to go for ride in that.

I was more hurt when I became more mature and when I found the truth that Santa was nonexistent and my parents were the ones who bought gifts for us. They didn't buy me the gift that year because I wanted an electric keyboard while my brother wanted a tricycle and at that time they couldn't afford to buy the two of them so they chose to buy the gift what my brother wanted and decided to convince me with their soothing lies.

See, if I forgot to think about one thing my mind would be reminding another thing. This was my favourite park where I'd be spending my lonely days but today the unusual silence and the cool breeze were making me to cry even more. I knew I was rambling but I couldn't help because that Oliver Smith shouted at me for no reason at all.

Everyone has told me what Oliver said but his words were more powerful and more effective than theirs. His words were like a sword which stabbed my heart repeatedly.

Still I couldn't understand why the hell the prefects board has selected a coward like you. You deserve nothing. Absolutely NOTHING. That's why you're alone always.

The tear slowly ran down my cheek and I shut my eyes tightly, leaning back against the bench.

Don't think about it Jessica. Don't.

"Jessie!!" I opened my eyes when I heard Louise's voice and she was marching towards my direction and gave me her rib-crushing hug but my hands were still on my side. "Thank God, you are here."

When she realized I wasn't hugging her back she faced me with a concerned look and knelt down, wiping the tear off of my face. "He's a jerk. Don't cry for what he said."

I blinked a few times and turned the other side. "Just go away." I stated sternly and she stood up and sat on the bench beside me.

"Everything he said was l-"

"Very true." I finished the sentence, cutting her off and she wrapped her hands around my shoulders and leaned on me, whispering. "Jessie. I would marry you if you're interested in girls."

I turned back and glared at her and she looked at me innocently. "What? I love you that much.."

A sad smile appeared on my face and my eyes flooded with tears as I hugged her tightly.

"It's okay.." she rubbed my back when I started to hiccup, burying my face on her shoulder.

"Louise. Stop pampering her." a deep voice rumbled and we both pulled away and saw Jace standing infront of us with a hardened expression on his face.

Holycrap!

Louise and I both stood up awkwardly and she slowly walked backwards until she was standing beside Jace.

"I told him everything." she mouthed when she realized Jace's full attention was on me and I resisted the urge of facepalming.

"Louise leave." Jace ordered not taking his eyes off me and Louise glanced up at him and then at me before mouthing 'Don't worry' and leaving us both alone. I couldn't make an eye contact with him as he was staring at me intently and the gritting sound of his teeth was echoing the whole place.

"What happened?" he asked through the clenched teeth when he understood there was no one to eavesdrop our conversation except the two kids.

"Umm.." I sniffled.

"First of all stop crying like a baby." he commanded, averting his eyes to the bench.

Oh my God! I forgot that I'm an ugly crier.

I nodded like a little kid and brushed away the tears from my cheeks with my shirtsleeve before speaking and he turned his gaze back to me.

"Uh, I was late for the meeting and Oliver started to bully me for no reason-"

"He didn't bully you." Jace stated calmly and I glared at him.

"He BULLIED me." I stressed and held back the tears. "You're not there so you don't know anything. He yelled at me and-"

"And you swore at him." he interrupted and I opened my mouth but shut it immediately as I didn't know how to respond for it.

"He's the deputy prefect and you should give him the respect. If he yells at you, apologize to him and leave the place." he adviced and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I'm a prefect too, I deserved the same respect as well. He's the one who brought up the Samuel matter after I told him sorry, then how could I just leave the place?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"God, Jessica. Ignore it." he sighed exaggeratedly.

"It's easy to be said than done, Jace."

"Actually you've done the opposite what I told you to do." he fumed, crossing his arms as well.

"Huh? I didn't do anyth-"

"Yeah. That's the thing. You didn't do anything." he stated coldly and my forehead creased in confusion.

"You just stood there and listened everything he said without defending yourself and cried alone thinking that everyone hates you." he grumbled and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Believe it or not, everyone hates me, Jace." I shook my head, chuckling humorlessly. "And how could I not cry when he said I deserved nothing?"

He stepped forward and before I could step backward, he grabbed my arm and raised my chin up which made my gaze lock with his. It all happened in the blink of an eye.

"Then tell him you deserve everything. Don't cry and let their words affect you. Don't go away from him because if he does today then he would do some other day too."

His blue eyes were mesmerizing me in a strange way and I couldn't avert my gaze at the same time because if I do, my eyes would immediately fix on his rosy lips which was inches away from mine so I pushed his chest hard and jerked my arm away from his grip. He let me go, keeping a step back intentionally.

"Then that's not my problem. That's his problem." I stated furiously.

"Exactly. It's his problem so just ignore it or stand up for yourself." he said coolly and I frowned.

"You're manipulating." I told. "Why don't you use this towards your mate?"

His jaw locked and he shot daggers at me which made me bite my lower lip in anxious.

"Seriously? I thought you look like a dumb but you're smarter than me. But I guess I'm wrong."

"This is not the answer to my question." I retorted and he groaned loudly.

"I'm not manipulating." he huffed in irritation. "And don't tell me what to do if you can't do what I told you."

"Look Jace, this is me. I'm a spineless lonely girl and I'd cry if someone hurts me and I'm not like the popular girls in our school but still, I like myself and I don't want to change." I explained calmly and he sighed running his fingers through his hair.

"I didn't tell you to change. What I'm saying is, stand up for yourself if you don't have anyone by your side."

"I'm tired of it Jace." I sighed, plastering a weak smile on my face. "I have to pick up the shattered pieces of my heart and paste it and then I should give it to someone to break it again."

"You're overthinking."

"You can't understand how it feels to feel this worthless." my voice started to break down. "Because you don't know what it's like to be feel hurt or worthless."

"You know nothing about my life so stop acting like you know everything." he snapped at me and this made my situation even worse.

"Fine. I'm wrong and you're right." I announced exhaustedly.

"I didn't mean it like-" I cut him off.

"Jace.. I understand that we barely know each other and you have got Oliver's back and you'd tell me how to deal with a bully instead of telling your friend not to be a bully." I whimpered. "But you could've not snapped at me when I was hurt like hell."

He looked surprise for a moment but sooner it turned into anger. "Oh, so now you're blaming me huh? As I've already said I hate people who misunderstand me and I'd always try not to talk with them. So let's stop our conversation before it could turn into an argument."

When I realized he was referring to me, I gasped inaudibly.

"A-Are you telling me that you are not going to talk with.. me?" I asked quietly not sure whether I wanted to know the answer.

"Yeah," he nodded, tucking his hand in his pant pockets."Because I don't want to break our pinky promise. If I talk with you hereafter maybe I could say something that makes you cry." he told and my lips quivered.

This makes me cry.

"Oh." was all I could say. He waited for me to speak anything and I ducked my head down thinking what to say but I couldn't give a better reply to this as I was really hurt than anyone could imagine, and when I looked up he was nowhere to be seen.

He's gone.

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