She looked into his eye's. The eye's she loved so much to see. The eye's that were such a piercing blue you couldn't stop starting into them. It was like they could hypnotize you into doing or saying anything. Witch is why she had to look away from them when she spoke again.

"I can't." It hurt so much to have to say this. She did want him back, she always had. But there was just one thing stopping her from that, though.

"I'm with Peter now. When you left me and I got sick, he was there for me, not you. I wanted so much to see you, to hear your voice, to reach out and feel you there next to me. But you were gone. He was the one who was there. He helped me get better, and he was the one that was there when my dad died, holding my hand and telling me that is was going to be okay. And he was the one that was there to take me in when my mother left me here all alone."

You could almost hear his heart breaking when she said this. That's not how it was supposed to go. She was suppose to look up at him and tell him tell him that she forgave him and that everything was going to be okay. It was suppose to go back to the way it used to be. Back to them walking through the hall ways at school holding hands, being the school's new "It" couple. Them driving through town in his car with the wind in their hair and not a care in the world. Back to them in that abandoned lot, him teaching her how to drive a clutch, and cringing when she shifted it wrong, waiting for the transmision to fall to the ground.

He just looked at her, waiting for her to yell something like "April fools" or Ashton Kutcher to jump out and tell him that he had just been punked. But it never came. She just wiggled out of his grasp and walked back over to the door. She could hear people out there now and started calling for help. But all he could hear was his own thoughts screaming to run and grab on to her and never let her go. Screaming that it was all his fault that she was gone now. She belonged to someone else.

The people on the other side of the door where ramming into it with something. Trying to break them out of the prison they had been stuck in for what seemed like weeks. But in all reality it had only been about an hour. The door finally gave way and Peter ran inside and help her close in a hug. Telling her that he was so worried that she had been injured and was glad to find her alright. He glanced over her shoulder and saw Jay standing there in a state of confusion it looked like.

"Hey man, are you okay?" Someone was talking to him. He looked up and saw Peter holding Emma. Jay shook his head to clear it and stormed past them. Past all the people who had gathered in the small class room to see who was in there and if they were alright.

Jay stumbled through what was left of the school hallways. Ignoring anyone who tried to speak to him, just wishing that they, or him, would just disappear. He made it outside and down the steps of the school to his car. He sat there for a moment, with his head down, just thinking about what had happened in there with Emma. And how angry it had made him to see Peter holding on to her like she was his. But Jay knew better, he knew that she was meant for him, and only him. He had to do something, anything to make her see that. But what? What could he do to get her back.

He took out his keys and started to drive. He really didn't know where he was going or where he would end up. All he knew was that he had to get out of there before he saw Emma with Peter again. Having to see that the first time was enough to make him go crazy with envy that he had her. He ended up going to the ravine. He sat on top of his usual picnic table, just thinking. After awhile more and more people started to appear. Pretty soon it was a full blown party. But Jay wasn't in the partying mood right now.

He decided to leave when he saw Amy coming his way. Yeah, that was the last thing he needed was for Amy hanging on him, trying to convince him that if he just let her take him into the van that all of his problems would just go away. No, maybe when he was like that he would have gone with her. But he had changed since him and Emma had gotten together. She made him a better person. One he could be proud of. He wanted to change for her because that's the kind of man she deserved to have.