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It was all too much to handle. I cried so hard my eyes were swollen and my voice was gone. I let all my emotions out, I let myself feel everything fully. I just let myself be free for one night.
Once my tears had dried up, I laid and watched the sun come up through the window. At some point my cat, Jedi, had found me and laid next to me. I knew I couldn’t ignore my life any longer. I had to go back to work. I had to call Will back. Hell, I needed to go grocery shopping to finally have food. And I would do it all, but first I just needed to feel.
Chapter 18Another Love by. Tom Odell
Will
Jackie hadn’t called me back.
The pathetic part? I had called her eleven times. Eleven goddamn times I had called her with no answer. It had been five days since we landed and the last thing I said to her was that I would call her to make sure she got home safe. I did, but no answer. So I drove by her house like a psychopathic stalker, and there she was safe and sound. Just not answering my calls.
Maybe I had pushed her too far. I took her to Sleepy Hollow hoping to show her I cared, but I just had to ask too many personal questions. Or maybe it was my actions with Griffin that pushed her away. Maybe I was making up the tension between us the whole time and she actually didn’t care that much.
Goddamn it, I was spiraling. I knew I was spiraling, so here I was, on Sarah’s couch in her office hoping for some insight.
I turned to face my friend. I had just told her all my fears of Jackie ignoring me, which must have shocked her if her current facial expression meant anything.
“What?” I asked.
“I have known you for a decade, William, and have never in that entire time heard you talk about your feelings for that long of a time,” she explained.
I shrugged. “Blame Jackie, she makes me crazy.”
“You’ve only known her for a monthish now, right?”
I nodded in response.
“You’ve fallen fast.”
I sat up, confused. “What do you mean fallen?”
“You, my friend, love her.”
I scoffed. “I think I would know if I did.”
“Would you?” she asked, her eyebrows raised in challenge.
“What does that mean?”
“William, I love you, I do. But sometimes you are so dense.”
“Rude.”
Sarah rolled her eyes but began to explain, “You didn’t have a real example of love growing up so you don’t know what it is, so of course you wouldn’t know. Let me ask you some questions.”
I sighed. She wasn’t going to let this go. Sarah was an incredible woman and one of her best yet most annoying traits was her stubbornness.
“Fine.”
“What is the first thing you think of in the morning?”
I glared at my friend instead of responding because fuck if it wasn’t Jackie.
She laughed and continued, “That answers that. When you hear something funny or cool, who is the first person you want to tell?”
Once again, my only answer was a glare.
That only made her laugh again.
