Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bridge to Terabithia. It belongs to Katherine Paterson and her son.
What they didn't know was that someone had been watching them afar.
She gently wiped the tears that fell from her eyes. Her hands became balls of fists. But, the question was, did she have the right to be angry? Did she have the right to be jealous? She was the one who broke up with him, not him, but she did it because it she would continue their relationship, it would only make things harder for them. But, did she make the right decision?
Questions kept spinning in Jamie's head. What she wanted to do at that moment was to march towards them and separate their hands. She felt envy. She felt anger. She felt jealousy. All the negative feelings she had been keeping to herself were near freedom when she saw the two of them holding each other's hands. She only came to get her belongings from her locker. She had not expected to see something else.
Jess and Leslie were looking at each other's eyes like they were lovers. Jamie's heart sank at this. What about her? Had Jess forgotten her that fast? Were the words he said to her over the phone just lies? Did he say it out of pity? She fell on her knees. The sole reason why she broke up with him was to make things easier for them. She didn't plan on telling him about her sickness, but it would be like betraying him, so she did. But now, with this, she was close to death itself.
She ran as fast as she could. She didn't want to think of her illness, her father, or Jess. She didn't want to think about her. All she wanted to do was run away. Run as far as she could. She just wanted to be alone.
*~*~*~*
"So, do you feel better now?" Leslie asked Jess.
He smiled at her. He should appreciate this simple act of kindness. "Yeah, thanks a lot."
Leslie looked at her watch. Her eyes almost bulged out. "Shit. I'm going to be late if I don't start walking now." She said.
"What class do you have?" Jess asked her. He himself didn't mind getting late. He didn't care one bit about absenting.
"English. I got Mrs. Myers for that."
His face lit up a little. "Really? I got her as well," he said, surprised that he didn't notice her in that class before, "I wasn't really planning on going today… Since you have her in English, might as well just go with you." He told her. Leslie got nervous when her heart skipped a beat.
"Uh, okay. Let's go!" She said, suddenly bubbly. Jess just smiled at her and helped her stand up as they walked to Mrs. Myers' class.
After a brisk two minute walk, the pair arrived with only a minute to spare. Mrs. Myers immediately gave a pop quiz. Others were groaning, and Jess was one of them, but, Leslie seemed unfazed. She was smiling. Jess brought his desk closer to hers and spoke in the lowest voice he had.
"Why the heck are you smiling like you just won the lottery?" He whispered to her.
Leslie giggled in response. "This is exactly what I've studied last night!"
Jess rolled his eyes. She was just like Jamie.
"Great, another nerd for a friend."
Leslie just grinned at his comment when Mrs. Myers barked at them for chitchatting. She then gave the test papers. Every student's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when they saw the questions.
All throughout the quiz, Leslie had been smiling while Jess was sulking quietly in his seat. It only took her half of the time to finish the quiz, while it took Jess an extra five minutes to.
He raised his arms in defeat as they got out of the classroom.
"I hate this English bullshit." He said. Leslie shushed him with the curse word.
"It's not we can't speak the language!" Jess retorted.
Leslie huffed and rolled her eyes. Boys, so typical.
For the rest of the afternoon, Jess stayed with Leslie. It was like they had established this kind of connection that he didn't want to be away from her. Maybe because he just missed Jamie.
Jamie.
It was just now that he realized that it was the first time that afternoon that he had thought about her. Throughout the whole time he was with Leslie, he laughed and had enjoyed himself, now, he's back to reality. He still cared for his ex-girlfriend who had leukemia, and somehow, the second reality is…
He thinks he's starting to like this girl beside him, who's name is Leslie Burke.
He couldn't be selfish, he thought to himself. How could he like another girl when he still isn't fully over his ex? He can't just abandon Jamie just because she asked him to.
But it's really hard when it's your heart you're enemies with.
a/n: I'm really sorry for the very late, and not really interesting update… You know, I'm still going to give you the same reason of being insanely busy (I sleep at ten in the evening and wake up at like two in the morning to study). Well, I hoped you enjoyed reading. I'll write again soon.