Jade's POV:

After I finally finished my homework, I decided to go out for a little walk. I felt like I needed some fresh air.

It was warm here in San Diego. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. I thought about how Logan was supposed to take me to Malibu this weekend to celebrate our three-month anniversary.

I smiled at the thought. It would just be us two, and no one else. Except for the people that will be on the beach around us.

There wasn't a specific place in my mind to go to, so I decided to walk to the neighborhood park. I saw a bunch of neighbors walking their dogs, riding bikes, and jogging up and down the sidewalks.

They would smile at me and wave, and I'd wave back. The classic neighborly gesture.

I wanted some peace and quiet, so I walked over the little bridge the was built over the pond, and headed to an open field.

When I got there, I heard some people talking. One of the voices sounded familiar.

I walked in the direction the noise was coming from, and found my boyfriend with the hoe of our school: Marissa. My ex-best friend.

I stepped on a leaf, and Logan spun around, and spotted me a few feet away from them.

I couldn't believe this. This was the reason he couldn't come over? He had a secret date with my best friend.

I wouldn't even be surprised if he was in on the plan Marissa had to put my baby pictures all over the walls in our school.

His face turned from a shocked expression to an apologetic expression. Marissa didn't look to happy either.

I shook my head and turned around to start walking home.

"Jade, wait!" I heard Logan get up and start to follow me.

I didn't stop walking. I was in no mood for this.

He doesn't know what I went through to get him to finally like me. I had to jump through hoops to get him to even glance at me.

That night at Marissa's party was when we got together. The best night of my life. Or so I thought.

"Jade, please, wait!"

"No."

I pushed everything Logan out of my mind. I went through so much to get him to realize how great I was, and he gives me this.

"Just leave her Logan. Obviously, she doesn't care about you enough to listen to what you have to say." Marissa said.

That's where I drew the line. I balled up my fists, and turned around.

Logan saw my temper, and moved out of the way.

I sprinted in Marissa's direction and pounced on her.

"Get off me!" She shouted, squirming underneath me.

"You ass!" I shouted, the punched her right in the nose.

"Ow, my nose!" Her nose was bleeding. It was obvious that it was broken. It was already swelling up.

I got up, and walked away from the both of them. I didn't even help her up. Why should I? She didn't care about me or how I felt anymore.

"Logan, don't just stand there! Help me!" Marissa shouted from where she lay in the grass, her hand clasped over her nose.

I should have turned around and punched Logan, but I couldn't do that.

When I finally got home, I was so angry. I don't think I've ever been so done in my life.

"What's wrong with you?" My mom said. I didn't even realize she was home.

"Nothing." I pushed past her and walked upstairs and into my room.

I walked over to my dresser and looked at the picture of Logan and me. I had it framed. Whenever he came in my room, he would pick of the picture and talk about that day for hours.

The picture was of the two of us in LA, holding hands. His sister took the picture from behind.

I always smiled whenever I saw it, but today, I had no emotion. I felt betrayed, let down, lied to.

But I couldn't blame it all on him. Half of this was my fault. I was too dumb and blind to see the signals he was giving me.

Last week, he left my house abruptly, and didn't give me a reason.

A few days ago, he told me to meet him at the mall, and then he never showed up. I waited for a whole hour. That's how much I had allowed myself to trust him. And he repays me by cheating.

I walked over to my trash can and dropped the picture inside.

"Hey, what are you doing with our picture?" I looked up to find Logan standing at my bedroom door.

I didn't answer. I just walked over to my bed and sat down. He took the picture out of the trashcan and set it back in place on my dresser.

"Why'd you throw it away?" he asked, sitting down next to me.

I still didn't reply. I was afraid that if I did, I would burst into tears.

"Jade, please talk to me."

I shook my head. "No."

"Ha! You talked to me." He wrapped his arms around me, and I pushed them off. Then I placed my head in my hands.

"Jade, will you let me explain? I swear to you I wasn't cheating."

I sighed, signaling that he could start talking.

"I was telling her that I was dating you because I liked you. A lot. And that she couldn't change that. I told her I wasn't going to ruin anything because of her stupid plans to break us up…"

I turned to him and placed my hand over his mouth. "Really?"

I asked, staring at him. He nodded, and I felt his smile underneath my hand.

How was I supposed to stay mad at him? I never could.

"And…you know you broke Marissa's nose right?"

I nodded. "Yeah, that was my intention."

He laughed. "Well, I'm sorry I made you so upset."

"It's fine."

He wrapped his arms around me again, and this time, I didn't pull away.