She doesn't see me. I thought there was something between us for a while, until HE came back. The second she saw his face again, the friendship that had slowly built up between us fell. I had tried so hard to show her something other than the prankster. It was all for nothing, because she could never be happy without that meathead by her side.
Then he left for Australia, and I just about exploded out of joy. Too bad she was still only thinking about him.
And I hate her for that.
It's not like she completely ignores me. She did help Poppy find our dad, and then she was there to support me when I went to visit him in jail for the first time. She was my rock. I wouldn't have made it out the front door of Anubis house without her. When I tried to walk away from my dad, she made me realize how much I secretly wanted to stay and hear him out. I wanted to kiss her right there in the parking lot when we were leaving.
When Alfie started hanging around the Scooby gang again, she became my only other friend. But she still couldn't see how much I wanted to be more than friends.
And I hate her for that.
She nearly got expelled, and I started freaking out almost as much as her. If she left, who would be there to help me? Who would force me to admit my feelings?
Because that's exactly what she did. Something about her made me talk about things I thought I would never tell anyone. I confess everything to her before I even realize I'm talking about it.
And I hate her for that.
I'm not perfect. I lie, steal, cheat, and prank more than the rest of Anubis house combined. She knows that, so I don't know how she can even stand to be around me. She's everything I'm not. She helps anyone she can, given the opportunity. She's probably the nicest one in the house. Beauty and grace radiate off of her, and her smile can light up the room in an instant. She brings out the best in me.
And I hate her for that.
But I can't hate her. I love her too much. I never thought I would fall in love, and certainly not with her. Then again, we've always been told opposites attract. I suppose now I can see how true that is. I'm certainly not perfect. But if Mara ever wants me, I'm hers.
Jerome has become one of my favorite characters. This was originally two extremely short pieces I wrote listening to my iPod, but I combined them to make one still pretty short story. "By Your Side" by Tenth Avenue North and "I'm Yours" by The Script were the inspiration. I don't own anything from House of Anubis.