Page 149 of Splintered Hearts

Fine.

It’s fine.

If I was hoping for his mood to improve over the nearly two-hour car ride I’m sorely let down.

If anything, it becomes more uncomfortable. I don’t want to fight in the car so I wait, happy to be going home.

Fresh air hits me, and Jamie wakes up after sleeping most of the ride. I have a feeling he was faking it but I let him be. Maybe the pain is a lot. Maybe last night was a bit too much. I mean, I was careful. I prepped him well. I’m not that big, so I can’t see him being in that much pain because of it, but who knows? Everyone’s body is different and maybe I’d been a bit too eager.

Even as I think this I know I’m wrong.

Jamie was smiling, laughing even as we kissed and teased each other before we fell asleep wrapped up together. He’d kissed my throat and said it was one of the best things he’d ever felt.

No. Something else is bothering him.

Walking in front of me, Jamie goes right down the hall to his room with his own bags, and now I’m starting to get pissed. What the fuck did I do? Where was he this morning? I hear the sink down the hall and I can’t do this anymore.

I find the bathroom door open with Jamie glaring into the mirror as he brushes his teeth. “What’s going on? Stop telling me nothing. I know something’s wrong, I’m not stupid.”

Jamie tenses, not looking at me as he finishes up then spits in the sink. “Nothing, Noah.”

“Bullshit.”

“Leave me alone.”

“No. No, you don’t get to do that. You’ve been weird all morning and I gave you space—” He scoffs. “I have! I’ve let it go but you’ve given me nothing. What’s going on? Why are you back to being like this to me?”

“Noah—”

“Don’t use that tone. I’m not a child. What is going on?” Ignoring me he squeezes past, walking down to the living room. “You are going to talk to me! What’s wrong? Did I do something? If I hurt you last—”

“I don’t want to be with you!” Jamie shouts.

Confusion hits me. I don’t understand the words that just came out of his mouth. “What... Jamie. What?”

Jamie sighs, looking away. “I don’t want to be with you. I made a mistake.” Okay, what the actual fuck? I feel too numb. There’s no way.

“What’s going on? What’s really bothering you?”

“You, Noah. You’re bothering me. I don’t want to do this anymore.” This makes zero sense.

“You’re lying.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“Why is it so hard for you to get it?”

“That’s easy, because I don’t believe you!”

Jamie’s quiet for a moment and something like actual fear spreads through me. This isn’t happening. Not after everything. It’s not the look he’s giving me, although that’s cold and hard, it’s like the air around me grows frigid.

No.

No way.

Is he serious?

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