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-Jordan

Chapter 11: iFeel Broken

Wednesday morning; Sam and Carly were standing at their locker looking upset and concerned. They were talking quietly to themselves and Carly's eyes started getting red. Freddie walked in smiling and then saw Carly.

"What's wrong, what happened? Did Justin hurt you? Oh I'm going to kill him." Freddie said.

"It's not Justin dorkface!" Sam almost yelled at him.

"What's wrong then?"

"I can't tell you." Carly said and walked to the counseling office with Sam. His eyes wandered from the counseling office to the girl's bathroom where puffy-eyed Jordan came out. His heart melted and he ran to her.

"Jordan what's wrong!?" He said when she got to her locker; her tucked a strand of hair out of her hair and cupped her face in his hands. She looked him in the eyes and fought with her emotions, you have to tell him Jordan, you felt what he did…you love him…you need to tell him.

"What is it?" He asked again.

"I don't think this is going to work out." She said faintly. No you can work around it Jordan, you love him.

"What?" He asked.

"You and me, it's not going to work…I'm sorry Freddie."NO JORDAN! Her head screamed.

"Jordan…but what is it? I can change if you want…" He protested, his head not believing his ears. His heart was crumbling…

"No it's not you, it's me. I know that is always the line people say but I'm telling the truth…I'm sorry Freddie." She said again.

"I want to know what's wrong…you can tell me anything." He told her, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. She pushed him away about to burst out in tears. She couldn't give him a reasonable excuse. She stood there while his eyes were filling with water and took his hands away from her waist.

"Although I joy in thee," she quoted Shakespeare, "I have no joy in this contract. It is too rash, too sudden, too like the lightning, which does not cease to be ere once can say "it lightens"."

His heart broke…the one passage that could break his heart in the most romantic quote ever. The bell rang and Jordan ran off, this was the one day she wished she didn't have classes with him.

The day passed slowly, she sat with Justin in biology. He didn't ask any questions thankfully and no one else did either. The way she looked at them when they approached her told them not to. Her eyes burned fire and her heart crumpled with every minute, thinking of how the next second…she could be gone. Just like that. Another second, another, and another. The waiting even was agitating. Waiting to die. Then she thought of the things she wanted to do, what she wanted to accomplish in what now seem like a life that wasn't worth living. Everything flying so fast and then could end up being slow in the end.

Lunch was a bore when Carly and Sam sat together in silence when Jordan walked to Mrs. Donna's classroom.

"Mrs. Donna?" Jordan asked.

"Yes Jordan! Oh, your eyes are red. What's wrong dear?" She asked, patting the seat next to her.

"It's a long story, but I won't be able to try out for the school play."

"Oh darling, are you busy Thursday? Do you want to schedule for a different time?" She asked.

"No, it's not that. I just don't think I'll be able to be in it." She lied, but not completely.

"Oh, I'm so sorry dear. Make sure you try out for the next play though. This is so horrible! I had good plans for you, oh are you sure you can't try out?"

"Yes I'm sure, I'm very sorry." Jordan pushed out, she didn't like upsetting people.

"Oh darling, it's alright. Go along and eat your lunch, I have to finish the script."

"Sure, sure."

"I can't take this anymore! What is the problem with you people?!" Justin asked at the lunch table. Carly and Sam weren't eating, just sitting there.

"Nothing." Carly whispered. Sam winced and put her head on the table.

"I can't take this either." Freddie said. Carly and Sam looked at him.

"She told you!?" Sam asked.

"Told me!? She friggen ripped my heart out…I'm so confused…" He said.

"She broke up with you?" Carly asked.

"Yea, she said she doesn't think it'll work out. But I don't understand why she'd lead me on this long and then take it all away."

"She only did…I mean, she didn't want to hurt you." Sam said.

"That's the very thing she did so I guess that failed." He put his head in his hands.

"Freddie, just wait okay. Don't be mad at her for something that you don't even know about." Carly said.

"She tells me everything, shouldn't she tell me what's going on now!?"

"Freddie." Sam said.

"No, don't Freddie me! We really liked each other. Really! Why would you just break it off for no apparent reason like that!? I can't believe she'd do that to me, I didn't do anything. I didn't do anything wrong…"

"Freddie." Carly said.

"No. I'm not going to apologize to her." He said. Carly just shook her head.

"Freddie…" Sam said, looking behind him. He turned around to see Jordan running.

"Wonderful." He said. Carly looked at him for a long time.

"I'm not going after her." He said.

"At least try to talk to her." Carly said. Sam was on her phone, texting someone. She was probably feeding Jordan the conversation.

"I don't want to talk to her." He replied, pouting.

"Give her a chance to explain, she might not…but it's worth anything." Sam said. Freddie was shocked, since when did Sam care? Especially about him?

"Well don't just sit here! Go talk to her now before I slap my fist up your right nostril." Sam threatened.

Freddie got up and walked to the main building, he kicked a garbage can along the way. He could hear Sam laughing at him when it fell. He rolled his eyes and walked in the direction where she went. He turned from the building and followed Sam's instructions. Going down the courtyard and into the grassy area behind the school. He looked around, no one was there. He kept walking to keep Sam happy, and breathed in the fresh air. His heart was even more weighed down now that he'd learned there was something Jordan was keeping from him. She's moving back isn't she. She's dating someone else? Am I a bad boyfriend? What did I do? Questions filled his head as he walked past the old oak tree by the English window. Then he heard something behind him. He turned, hoping it was just Sam following him. No one was there, but his eyes wandered back to the tree. He saw a body up in its branches, almost hidden by its leaves. He walked over to it, and leaned past the branches.

"Jordan?" He asked. The sobbing stopped, and the legs swung down from the branch.

"Freddie?" The familiar voice asked.

"I didn't expect to see you up there." He said, climbing the braches to meet her. Her eyes were red and her face was too, her hands were stained with her tears and she had some mascara running down her cheek.

She didn't respond. She didn't look up. She just sat there, looking at her knees.

"Please don't be upset." He told her, wiping her mascara away.

"I'm…sorry." She said slowly.

"Don't be, I just want to know…um…whatever it is you're keeping from me. You can tell me anything and you know that." He said.

"I know…I just…" She sighed. How could she tell him that at any moment she could be gone? Forever. Over.

"Anything." He repeated, holding her face to his. You have to tell him, Jordan. You owe him. She thought.

"I…I'm sick." Jordan spit out. Freddie looked confused for a second, and then smiled.

"Is that all!? That's why you're so upset? Oh, Jordan…please haven't you been sick before?" he laughed again and was about to jump down from the branch.

"No Freddie, I'm not going to get better."

"What?" He saw how serious Jordan looked and realized that she wasn't kidding.

"I have cancer, Freddie." She admitted slowly.

"You have what?"

"It's not leukemia or anything. It's on the inside, similar to AIDs or a tumor but it's different in ways."

"You…how…but you!?" He couldn't find words. His mouth pulled into an o.

"They've found a cure recently and I need surgery." His heart sank deeper with every word. The girl he loved was sick…really sick…maybe to death sick. She saw his expression; she couldn't stand hurting him like this.

"I'm going to get surgery Friday though and they're going to remove it. I'm just scared of the surgery." She covered and hugged him.

"So you're going to be okay?" he asked.

"….Yes…" She said. She hated lying to him.

"I'm sorry." She added.

"It's okay; you're going to be okay." He hugged her closer to him. She tightened her closed eyes and bit her lip, why did she have to lie?

"Freddie…" She was slipping. He sighed and kissed her neck.

"Freddie?" She asked a little louder.

"What is it?" he sighed again and looked up at her.

"I'm going to fall if you don't let go." She said. He laughed and let go. She jumped down and waited for him to jump. His foot slipped on a branch, sending him to the ground. He landed on his back.

"Are you okay!?" She asked, leaning over him.

"I'm fine." He leaned up in pain. She smiled, and he took her hand in his.

"Good." She said.

"Actually, I think I have a cut on my lip. Would you kiss it and make it better?" he said in a baby voice.

"Oh, I'm not falling for that one." She said and helped him up. He was surprised she didn't agree; she would have done it yesterday. He hesitated for a second, but then followed her.

"Thanks for following my instructions, you see how this all worked out because of me." Sam said as Jordan approached them with a fake smile.

"Yes, maybe Sam is right for once." Freddie smiled, and Sam smirked. Almost everything seemed back to normal…