I stood up and walked over to him as Mia scampered to pick up the glass and spilled beer. I eyed him up and down and smiled, "In the flesh," I sighed.
We stood there, looking at each other awkwardly, remembering the circumstances about which we saw one another last time. "Let's go talk..." He said as he led me into the garage area. "Just sit on the hood."
I sat on the hood of an old beat up car they were working on. Jesse sat next to me. "Jesse.." I started. He put his finger on my lips.
"You did a lot of talking two years ago, without giving me a chance to explain. Now it's my turn," he said, a little bit angrily, but a little bit in shock that he was saying it. I nodded my head. "You hurt me with a lot of what you said, and I know that you know how much you hurt me... but why'd you have to leave? That hurt me more than anything. You know how they say "Actions Speak Louder than Words"? Well Actions hurt Louder than words..."
I looked down at my hands, trying not to cry already. "Jesse, I didnt come here to get hurt..."
"Sadie, I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm just trying to get my point across..but here listen..." Jesse put my hand into his and continued. "You kept screaming at me that I fucked Ashli. You kept saying 'You fucked her, Jesse! I know you did! God damnit Jesse why'd you do that to me..'...Well Guess what," Jesse paused and his voice got scratchy like he was trying not to cry. "I didn't fuck her. You hurt me for no reason. You left me for no reason..."
"Jesse," I looked at him and felt all my feelings for him return. "You know why I came here?" I sighed.
"No," he mumbled. "But I'm glad you came..."
I smiled a bit, and then shook it off to continue. "I came here to tell you that I over-re-acted. I was acting like a little kid...but wait. Isn't a 16 year old still, basically a kid? I didn't grow up until I was in juvy.." I sighed, again. "But I came to say I was sorry...and now that I have...I think I'll go."
I got up and began to walk out of the garage, tears streaming down my face, thinking this was going to be my last time walking out of his life.. when I got at my car I stood there for a minute, and then felt arms wrapping around my waist. I could see his smiling reflection in the car door window. I smiled.
We stood there, looking at each other awkwardly, remembering the circumstances about which we saw one another last time. "Let's go talk..." He said as he led me into the garage area. "Just sit on the hood."
I sat on the hood of an old beat up car they were working on. Jesse sat next to me. "Jesse.." I started. He put his finger on my lips.
"You did a lot of talking two years ago, without giving me a chance to explain. Now it's my turn," he said, a little bit angrily, but a little bit in shock that he was saying it. I nodded my head. "You hurt me with a lot of what you said, and I know that you know how much you hurt me... but why'd you have to leave? That hurt me more than anything. You know how they say "Actions Speak Louder than Words"? Well Actions hurt Louder than words..."
I looked down at my hands, trying not to cry already. "Jesse, I didnt come here to get hurt..."
"Sadie, I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm just trying to get my point across..but here listen..." Jesse put my hand into his and continued. "You kept screaming at me that I fucked Ashli. You kept saying 'You fucked her, Jesse! I know you did! God damnit Jesse why'd you do that to me..'...Well Guess what," Jesse paused and his voice got scratchy like he was trying not to cry. "I didn't fuck her. You hurt me for no reason. You left me for no reason..."
"Jesse," I looked at him and felt all my feelings for him return. "You know why I came here?" I sighed.
"No," he mumbled. "But I'm glad you came..."
I smiled a bit, and then shook it off to continue. "I came here to tell you that I over-re-acted. I was acting like a little kid...but wait. Isn't a 16 year old still, basically a kid? I didn't grow up until I was in juvy.." I sighed, again. "But I came to say I was sorry...and now that I have...I think I'll go."
I got up and began to walk out of the garage, tears streaming down my face, thinking this was going to be my last time walking out of his life.. when I got at my car I stood there for a minute, and then felt arms wrapping around my waist. I could see his smiling reflection in the car door window. I smiled.
