Warning: this chapter contains some very suggestive (its like light smut..) scenes! Read at your own risk ☺

I felt like I was going to explode. My mind was racing, and all I could see were simple blurry figures of the students in front of me. I rushed past them all, trying to get to my last period class. I turned the corner into my class and saw Jackson's smiling face. He wasn't looking at me, he was smiling down at his ring as he twirled it on his thumb. My entire body rushed with warmth as I felt way more at ease seeing him smile. I felt myself hold back my anger, why would I want to ruin his happiness? Especially on his birthday...

I walked up to his desk and he looked up to me, his eyes lit up. "Happy birthday!" I laughed as he stood and hugged me. My stomach filled with butterflies, but I also felt a bit of fear rise in me. I shook it off and sat down. The class crept by, but as soon as I heard the bell ring for us to go home my stomach jumped into my throat. Jackson looked back at me with a grin on his face. I knew he was just excited but why did I feel so... Scared?

"Are you ready to go?" He asked as he stuck out his hand to help me up. I nodded and we walked to the front of the school. Key club had been canceled this week because Ms.H was out visiting family. We walked through the parking lot, out of the corner of my eyes I spotted Brandon and Genevieve making out. My stomach churned and once again I found myself forcing down what little food I had in me. He pulled away and scowled at me, followed by Genevieve who was eyeing me with a deadly glare. I quickly looked away as I felt my blood boiling once more. Jackson seemed completely oblivious as he held my hand and walked to his truck. I sighed, then thanked him once he opened my door for me. We drove to my house and every second felt like 10 years... 'I'm excited.' I had to keep repeating that to myself before we arrived. It didn't help that the music Jackson was playing was making me anxious, but I tried to conceal it all. I wanted to make him happy, I wanted this too....

We finally arrived and we got out of the truck, I quickly rushed to the door and opened it, I yelled out that I was gonna use the bathroom first and ran up to my room. My heart pounded, and that wasn't just because of me running up the stairs. I heard the front door shut and Jackson dropped his backpack. I looked into the mirror on my vanity and calmed myself down. I nodded, turned around, and walked to the top of the stairs. He was almost at the top and I smiled. "You ready for this?" I asked and he nodded slowly.

"Are you?" I repeated his actions and he walked up to me. I stared up at him and he grabbed my waist. He kissed me, and I kissed back leading us to walk to my room while our lips locked. It was passionate, yet gentle, and I couldn't have asked for anything else. We made it to my room where he closed the door behind us and we fell onto my bed. Between kisses he took my shirt off, then he followed. I giggled and he began to kiss on my neck. I let out what could be described as a breathy moan as he attacked me with his lips. He stopped, causing me to look up at him. I pushed myself more into the bed and he slowly followed. We made out for what felt like forever, and once he pulled away I felt dizzy. "Are you sure you're ok with with this?" He asked again, I nodded and pulled him close... Only for him to pull back. "(Y/n)... Are you sure?" I paused before nodding, I knew he was just making sure, but I could feel myself becoming desperate.

"Jackson, I'm ready." He smiled, and sat up to take something out of his pockets. He pulled down his pants and put on a condom. I bit my lip and felt my stomach flip for the millionth time today. I looked up to him and as he crawled back on top of me. He made sure I was... physically, ready before slowly entering. I cried out as the pain of my first time set in. He waited for me to settle, kissing my neck as I tried to relax. It felt... amazing. After a few minutes I rocked my hips to let him know I was ready, and he slowly moved his hips. I felt like I was on cloud nine... But it didn't last forever.

"I love you, (Y/n)." Jackson whispered, but that one word was all I needed to send me into full panic mode. 'Love' echoed in my head as I replayed the events of what happened during lunch. Everything seemed to be coming at me at full speed. All I could see was Brandon approaching me and I reacted with a defense mechanism.

"S-STOP!" I cried out as I pushed him off of me, and off my bed. He yelped as he fell onto the floor. I shot up and ran towards the door, covering myself with the blanket. Jackson stood up and pulled up his pants. I was crying, and I didn't know what to do.

"What the- (Y/n) what happened?! What's wrong, were you not ready? Was it what I said? We've said I love you before, I thought it would be ok!" He was frantic, but I knew he was trying to stay calm for me.

"No its not that! I just.. " I lied through teeth, it was the 'I love you' and I hated myself for how I reacted. Even though he didn't say it, I could only hear Brandon saying he loved me, and it was making me sick. "I just..." I tried to think of anything, something to say to him but nothing was coming out. "The kiss."

"The.. The what?" He blinked with confusion.

"The.. The New Years Kiss..." I mentally screamed at myself as that was the only other kiss I could think of. "I can't... It just came back to me.." He looked visibly hurt.

"What do you mean...? I told you I forgave you for throwing up, I know you were just drunk!"

"No... I was.. I threw up cause of Genevieve and Brandon's kiss." I covered my mouth. I wanted to tell the truth, but not that truth! He closed his eyes as if I had just confirmed something for him, I could tell he was trying to process the information.

"I.. I thought you didn't care about that shit anymore." He spoke softly.

"I didn't! Until he kissed me today..." Jackson's eyes widened at my statement.

"He what?"

"No no! It was him! I thought it was you and I followed him to a room and-"

"No, no please, (Y/n) stop I can't hear this anymore." He shook his head and walked towards me.

I freaked out and ran next to my bed, my body was trembling. He opened my door and began to walk down the stairs. "Jackson no wait please!" I tried following him but I slipped on my blanket and fell. I heard him walk down the stairs, and every footstep made my heart break. "JACKSON PLEASE LISTEN TO ME." I yelled as I ran to the stairs. He was stopped at the door, his head was down. "Please listen I would never hurt you, babe, I love you I just-"

"You just what, (Y/n)!?" I shrunk back as this was the first time he had ever heard him raise his voice at me. He turned to look at me and I could now tell that he was crying. "Its hard for me too, Yknow? I know you said you hate this guy, but you've spent a large part of our relationship worrying about him or how he and Genevieve are doing!" I tried to muster the courage to speak but I just couldn't find the words. "Look, I know that sometimes you can't control when or what thoughts enter your mind, but I just ask that you recognize how hurtful it is to have your girlfriend this of another guy as soon as you say I love you to her." For some reason his words made me angry, and I felt myself boil.

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" I yelled out, making him jump. "I'm so sorry if I get flashbacks to traumatic experiences! Maybe if everyone started believing in what I said I wouldn't look like such an asshole!"

"See thats the thing (Y/n)! You worry so much about people believing you! Ok, I'll admit your friends are stupid for not seeing it, cause its definitely clear that Brandon hasn't been treating you right, but I did believe you! I knew and you still only focused on the things that were happening, even when they were clearly not affecting you."

"But they were affecting me, did you completely forget that I said he kissed me!?"

"No, I didn't. I also didn't hear you say what you did about it!"

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN LET ME FINISH!"

"MAYBE THAT WAS BECAUSE I WAS TOO HEARTBROKEN OVER THE FACT THAT YOU CAN'T GET OVER WHATEVER FEELINGS YOU HAVE FOR BRANDON!" My eyes completely widened at his statement, and my jaw dropped. "Listen, I'm done arguing with you, (Y/n). I can't just sit here anymore and watch as you obsess over this other guy! I am in love with you, but it hurts too much. Please, call me when you've sorted out whatever feelings you have for him." He quickly opened the door and closed it behind him.

"I DON'T LIKE BRANDON!" I screamed as I stood up and ran to my room, slamming the door behind me.

Jackson walked down the walkway of (Y/n)'s house as he wiped away a fear tears. He stood still for a moment, sensing that someone was behind him and turned around. He thought it was (Y/n) coming after him, but it was no one. He turned back and was met with a another male. Before he could see who it was he suddenly felt a fist make contact with his stomach and he held himself in pain. He quickly tried to react but he felt his head hit into something hard, and he fell to the ground. Jackson was semi conscious when he felt himself being lifted by what felt like a strong male and a semi weaker one. He could hear bickering, but he couldn't focus on it as he was fading into darkness.

Brandon looked out the window and smiled as he watched his friends bring the unconscious boy towards his door. "Brandy are you even listening to me!?" He looked back towards Genevieve. She had been complaing about (Y/n) ever since they got to his house.

"Of course I am! Honestly, who does (Y/n) think she is making such accusations? I only have eyes for you, Genny." He smiled and walked towards the bed. The front door opened and the two teens could hear bickering from the two downstairs.

"Who's that?" Genevieve asked as she walked towards the door. Brandon quickly grabbed her hand and drew her into a kiss.

"Don't you worry about that, sweetheart." He walked over and turned on a radio, then picked up the girl, who squeaked at the gesture, and put her on his bed. He slowly inched his head towards her nether regions, which made her stomach jump. "Just focus on me for the next hour..."

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