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Weeks had passed since that date. Ever since Jack found out about Brody and me, he had been avoiding me. I don't see why, since he's the one who kissed Donna right after we got together. Still, a part of me felt empty.

It was a Saturday night and Brody and I were having a movie marathon. We were laying on his living room couch with me settled into his arms. I looked up. "This movie's boring," I complained, referring to the chick flick he had put on, probably assuming I liked that stuff. "Can we watch something else?"

He looked back down at me, somewhat surprised. "Sure, Babe," he said and got up. He opened a cabinet filled with various tapes and DVDs. "How 'bout Kung Fu Cop?" I nodded. He came back to sit next to me and put his arm around me.

I had watched this movie a million times before, so I just spaced out. Kung Fu Cop. Huh. That reminds me of the time Jack was so sleep-deprived from playing the video game that even Milton flipped him. And when he finally got some sleep, he started dreaming about it. I let out a small chuckle.

"What's so funny?" I suddenly noticed Brody staring at me. I looked at the screen and saw that the movie was at its saddest part.

"Nothing," I sighed, turning back to him. "I just remembered something."

Brody reached for the remote and paused the movie. Then, he sat up so he could look straight at me. "Kim, is something wrong?"

This caught me by surprise. "What? No..."

"Really?" he continued to question gently. "Because you've been spacing out so much lately. You've been staring at your phone, you've been acting really bipolar and—" he could barely choke out the last part. "I have a feeling it has to do with Jack."

My eyes widened and I went slack-jawed. I tried to speak, but the words were stuck in my throat.

Brody looked at me expectantly. As soon as he decided that I couldn't say anything, his face dropped. "Look Kim, it's obvious you still have feelings for Jack. Wait!" he kept me from interrupting, "it's true, whether you realize it or not. And that's why I'm letting you go."

"What?!"

"I'm letting you go," he repeated. "Kim, I really like you and it really, REALLY pains me to do this, but I just don't feel like you're happy enough with me. All I want is for you to be happy, even if that means letting you go back to that jerk."

"I— uh, wow Brody. I don't know what to say or what to do." I hung my head and shook it.

He put a finger underneath my chin and lifted my head. "Go get him," he said, staring intensely into my eyes. Then he smiled mischievously. "Before I change my mind."

I nodded and hugged him. "Thanks Brody," I mumbled into his shoulder. I pulled back and kissed his cheek. He gave me a sad smile. "Bye."

And with that, I ran. Ran out the door and all the way to Jack's house, which was conveniently located around the corner. It felt awkward to be running again since I just got the cast removed a few days ago. I hadn't thought that I'd be outside much tonight since Dad said that he'd pick me up, so I hadn't thought of bringing a jacket. The cold evening air left goosebumps on my bare arms and the back of my neck.

Finally, I reached the front steps of his porch. Was I really going to do this? Without thinking, I rang the doorbell.

I waited a few seconds before the door opened. "Oh, hi Kim! What are you here for?" said a tall woman with light brown hair.

"Hello Mrs. Brewer," I greeted politely. "May I please speak to Jack?"

"Ok, I'll go get him," she said walking away. It was quiet for a few moments before I heard yelling. It was something along the lines of, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?! THE PRETTY GIRL YOU'VE BEEN MOPING AROUND ABOUT FOR WEEKS IS AT THE FRONT DOOR AND SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE RAN ALL THE WAY HERE FOR YOU! GET YOUR BUTT OUT THERE!"

"Daaaang," I giggled softly. When I saw Jack stalk his way to me, I tried to keep a straight face, but ended up bursting out laughing.

"So you heard all that, huh?" Jack rubbed the back of his neck.

"Nope, not at all," I said sarcastically as I walked over to the bench on his porch and sat on it.

"So," Jack started as he closed the door and sat next to me. "What are you doing here? Did your little boyfriend break up with you or something?" he grumbled.

"Yes, actually..." I said quietly.

"Oh!" he exclaimed, embarrassed. "I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean—"

"It's fine," I laughed half-heartedly. "It was somewhat of a mutual breakup."

"Oh," said Jack. We sat in silence until he spoke up again. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well," I started, trying to find the right words. "Brody broke it off with me coz...well, he said that he noticed that I seemed out of it. He said that he didn't think I'd be good with him."

Jack looked at me incredulously. "He said what?! He doesn't deserve you if he's that full of himself."

"No," I shook my head. "You didn't let me finish. He didn't think I'd be good with him because I seemed to want someone else. Someone who I'd be happier with." I looked straight into his eyes. "You."

Jack stared at me with the same expression I've seen and had so much lately— shock. As soon as he snapped out of it, he shook his head. "Kim, I like you and as much as I want you to be mine," he stared as intensely at me as Brody had just minutes ago, "I don't want to be your second choice."

"No! You were never my second choice!" I defended.

"Gee, thanks!" Jack spat. "You can go back to your precious boyfriend now."

"NO! JACK! LISTEN!" I grabbed his arm to stop him from walking away. No. I messed up once and I wasn't planning on doing it again. "You were never my second choice. I'm not going to say that you were my first choice either because I'm not even sure about that myself. All I know is that I had started falling for you a long time ago. I had only realized that back when I sprained my ankle. I realized how much you care for me and that I feel the same way. I realized that the strange feelings that I got around you and only you might be love. I think I love you Jack."

Jack was left speechless for a bit before he smirked. "Why don't we make sure?" He tugged the arm I was holding onto back so that I fell right into his arms. He lifted my head up with his finger and caressed my cheek before going in for the kiss. He closed the gap and it was like magic. I smiled against his lips and he returned it. To my dismay, he pulled away first. "Kim, do you know why I was kissing Donna?"

My lips pressed into a firm line. I nodded.

"I was just sitting and finishing up some homework when she started flirting with me. I told her to go away coz I already had a girlfriend, but she got mad. She was about to slap me, but as soon as she saw you coming, kissed me instead. I guess you couldn't see how disgusted I was since you were behind me. And then you slapped me— thanks for that by the way," he mock-glared as I snickered. "I tried to chase after you and explain, but you were with him. I've just felt so bad about this, Kim. Seeing you with Brody," he shook his head. "It felt like everything was falling apart. I've never felt this way about anyone. I KNOW I love you Kim."

"Awww, Jack," I swooned and hugged him. I pulled back, my face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

He laughed and kissed me again. "Does that answer your question?"


A/N: Hey everyone! So that's the end of Torn! Hope you guys enjoyed it! Don't forget to review! Thanks! ;D