"Well, it couldn't have gone worse." I said, trying to make light of the subject. Brendon shook his head, grabbing the junk food wrappers that loitered the room and shoving them into the room's trash can, holding the door open for me. "Which means?" Brendon asked, following behind me as I pressed the elevator button, stepping in. Brendon followed in, leaning against the wall as I pressed the lobby button.
"Andrew's Jac's boyfriend." I simply stated, shrugging as if it was no big deal. Really it had been destroying me, making me insane. She had showed up, told me that I had a kid, disapeered, and came back with her boyfriend. She was really playing me, now. Just by seeing her smile, I could remember all of the times that I would've done practically anything to make her smile. All of the lonely nights, not knowing where she had gone, laying in bed and wishing that I could see her just one more time.
And now here she was, in the flesh. And instead of running into my arms and apologizing over and over that she had left, she had came back with a kid and a boyfriend. I had been so sure of her motives at first. She wanted money, is what I had thought. And then she had told me she had a kid, and that it was mine, and then it shifted over to that she wanted help. And then I had really thought that she came back to be mine again, but then she leaves and brings back her boyfriend? What was wrong with this girl?
"Dude, that's fucked up." Brendon shook his head and I rolled my eyes in agreement, walking out the lobby, waving at the lobby attendants to let them know that we were leaving. I walked out to the parking lot, getting on the bus and throwing my bag down on the seat. I searched my pocket for my phone, not feeling it in my pocket I grunted in exasparation. "Fuck. I have to get my phone." I grumbled.
"Hey, while you're out there tell Bitch and Ryan jr. to hurry up, we gotta get moving!" Jon called from the back of the bus as I got off, rolling my eyes. I saw my phone glinting in the parking lot and I raced to pick it up before it become electronic road kill. As I picked it up, my eyes caught a pair of kitten heels, which belonged to a pair of slender legs, which belonged to…Jac.
I stood up, brushing off my knees and blinking. Peter was in her arms and their bags next to her, with no site of Andrew. "Jac." I said, my voice emotionless. Peter was sleeping, his head resting against Jac's shoulder. "Hi, Ryan." She whispered. "Where's Andrew?" I asked, not giving her time to reel me in again. "I sent him home." She said, blinking, her lips curling into a small smile.
"Oh, so I guess then you'll be meeting him back there?" I asked, trying not to make my voice hopeful. No. No. No. She probably just wanted to get on the bus, finish the tour, and then take Peter and go back to Andrew, leaving me as quickly as she had came again. "No." Jac shook her head, a sigh escaping her lips. "I think that Andrew and I weren't really meant for a relationship." She said.
I rolled my eyes, in a desperate attempt to convince myself and her that I didn't care. I knew I did, though. I was almost jumping for fucking joy that she left him. I turned my back, my left foot just touching the first step. "Ryan?" She asked, I turned my head. Peter was awake now, a lazy, sleepy look on his face. "What?" I asked, surprised that I hadn't snapped at her. "Can we get on the bus?" She asked.
I sighed, a smirk appearing on my face. "Yeah, Jac. Come on." I said, turning around and helping her with her and Peter's bags.