Really Wrong
I walked back down the stairs to Jason as he slammed his phone shut. “Who was that?â? I asked him and he looked at me blankly.
“No one. Allie, I’m sorry about … everything, okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you and I didn’t want to, I just … did. I’m sorry.â? Jason murmured silently.
“You, you didn’t want to but you did. Jason, that makes no sense.â? I said, walking toward him until our bodies were pressed together. “But I believe you.â? I kissed his lips and he grabbed my face, kissing me back.
Randomly, he pulled away. “No, this is wrong. Really wrong. Allie, I got to go.â? He started gathering his stuff from around the room.
“But, wait—Jason…â? I mumbled but he was already out the door. Once I was alone, all the emotions hit me hard and I decided to leave the house. I needed fresh air, I needed relief, and I needed Jason. Or so I thought.