I let my feet drag, little pebbles flickering around my ankles. Slowly I came to a stop, but I still didn’t want to look up. I knew he would be looking at me, waiting for my response. But I didn’t want to answer him, knowing that as soon as my mouth opened the tears would begin.
“Lexie,” he whispered. The way he said my name so gentle like always sent shivers down my spine. I kept my eyes lowered, focusing on the little notes and doodles on my favorite pair of converse. Our names were on the tip of my toe on my left shoe, where he had drawn them at the begining of the semester in Biology.
“Why here?” I forced the words out of my mouth, then bit my bottom lip to stop crying.
“It was the only place that seemed right.” He looked around the playground, then back at me. “I couldn’t do this just anywhere.”
“Bye, Jake.” I stood up from the swing and walked away. I could still hear the metal chain of the swing squeaking, and I knew he wasn’t going to follow me. That was when my heart broke.