Chapter number 20. Who do I love?

After what seemed like ages of having Rose in his arms, kissing her, Jack realizing what he'd just done, pulled away from her. He had this sudden rush of regret run through his body and a strong message from his conscious that clearly told him he'd just made one of the biggest mistakes of his life.

He felt like he was cheating on Martha, where ever she was, not that they were really together, but it was almost like they were in some ways, he loved her more then anything in the whole entire world, and nothing could change that, they were ment to be together, and now he'd gone off and kissed someone else, and even worse, of all the people in the world he could of kissed, he'd kissed Martha's best friend. He felt terrible, in his head he could see the reaction Martha gave when she walked in on Maddie trying to stick her tongue down his thought, her face that was full of heartbreak and the way she ran off faster than he could say 'it's not what it looks like' was haunting him, it was playing over and over again in his head, getting faster and faster until his head felt like it was beginning to spin.

He was so confused, 'how could I be so stupid?' Jack's conscious started asking 'why did I have to get myself into this mess?'

Rose on the other side of the car was just as stupid, she'd already, in the few seconds that had passed since Jack had pulled away, realized what she'd just done. She sat up straight in the car seat, her head tip backwards, hitting the head rest and she opened her mouth slightly, letting out a sight of regret. She'd given into her best friends ex, and there was no way of going back and changing that now. She'd just been to caught up in the moment, and not enough caught up in the fact that she was kissing the man she knew deep down that Martha still loved, and he loved her too.

The car was silent, so silent that you could hear the sound of cars passing by and around the ninety degree corner of the road, and the occasional sound of birds chirping. Rose couldn't take it anymore, she had to say something, 'but why can't he say something?' she asked herself, 'why should I say something first? After all he was the one who kissed me first. Arrr, come on Rose just say something! No more excuses' she told herself.

"Jack" she started, forcing his name out.

"Yeah" Jack answered, snapping out of his daydreaming. He was still so confused, if he loved Martha then why had he done that, in fact he was actually starting to ask him self if he actually still did love Martha, they'd been apart for so long that it was almost like finding her again wasn't something he genuanlly wanted to do, but something that had been fixed into his brain so hard that he didn't even stop to think whether he wanted her or not. His love for Martha had literally been changed in a matter of a split second before Rose spoke again.

"Look Jack I'm sorry, this was a really big mistake" she finaly brought herself to say, and she was glad she had.

"No, I'm the one who should be sorry" Jack started, trying to hide his disappointment, he wasn't about to admit the fact that he might not in fact be sorry at all, but until he was sure, he knew he had to keep that to himself."It was my fault, if I hadn't of kissed you then none of this would of happened".

"It's not all you fault" Rose told him. "Some best friend I am" she muttered under her breath sarcastically.

"Hey, don't say that" Jack started when he heard what she had said. "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, even best friends".

"Not am many as I have".

"What do you mean?" he asked looking puzzled.

"Ever since I was fifteen my life has just been one mistake after the other, as soon as I get myself out of one big mess, I do something stupid again and get into another mess" Rose told him, he eyes started to water, and Jack knew she definitely had a past that was haunting her.

"How did it all start?" Jack asked warmly, he was in for a big story now.

Next time:

Everything about Rose's past is all about to come out, how did she get to where she is now?

Martha's coming up party preparations begin.

Still to come:

Will Martha ever see Rose or Jack again?