Kim's P.O.V.
I watched Jack storm off as the door of the dojo slammed shut behind him. I let
my tears fall out of my eyes and drop onto my cheek, not caring if anyone saw me
so weak at this point as I usually. But I do hope Jack didn't see how badly he had
hurt me with his words.
I walked over to the one of the few benches we have in the dojo and plopped
myself down and out my head in my hands, trying my best to block out the words
Jack had said, mostly yelled, at me.
…" we've been friends way longer than you and John have been in a relationship.
You're putting some guy you just met between us."…
"You're so blinded that you don't even see what he's doing" …
"…cheating on you with nine other girls"…
"…but clearly you're too dumb to see…"
The tears came streaming out my eyes like a river at this point. I walked over to the
girls locker-room to save myself of the humiliation if anyone happened to walk
through the doors and see me so distraught.
I looked in the mirror to see my eyes red and puffy, I haven't seen them like this in
so long…with all the happiness that I got from being with John, but now all that's
over.
I sighed and wiped my eyes.
"Okay Kim, this has got to stop," I scolded myself. "He's just a stupid boy, he
doesn't need your tears at all, not worth it at all." I quickly washed my face as
another thought came into my head.
"What if Jack was lying? He was angry enough to say anything. After all, he did
call me stupid…" I said softly to myself as if I didn't already know. I guess that
was the part that hurt the most in a way. "But," I stopped as another thought
popped itself into my brain. "He would never lie to me, he's my best friend, and
he's Jack. He never lies about anything."
I grabbed my things and awkwardly walked out the front doors of the dojo, acting
like nothing was wrong even though my eyes were red and puffy and everyone
would know that me, Kim Crawford, had been crying.
It was even harder to hold it in when my cell had beeped, notifying me that I had a
new message from John.
Jack's P.O.V.
I stalked down the road in complete anger, frustration, and self-hatred. The anger
for how Kim could be so naïve, how she couldn't even believe me, her own best
friend. The frustration was for over how she didn't even care the smallest amount
for our anniversary. John, of course, was more important. I sighed, no amount of
anger or frustration could be greater for how sad I felt seeing her cry.
Kim and I are bound to never get fixed ever again, why would you want to be
best friends with a guy that yelled at you, insulted you and made you cry?
I huffed out a breath and kicked at a rock. I wanted to go back and hold her, hug
her, and tell her I never meant to do it.
No, she doesn't deserve an apology from me. This was all her fault!
"None of this ever would have happened if it wasn't for her and her non-sense and
all her changing!" I said this part aloud with all the anger seeping back into my
voice and feelings towards Kim. I didn't even realize I had walked all the way
back home until I raised my head from looking at the cement side walk and the
rock I had been kicking all the way home to exert some of my anger.
"What never would have happened?" I jumped and almost landed fast-first onto
my front steps. I turned around slowly, it was a voice I recognized but didn't want
to, it made my blood boil.
"John? What are you doing here?"