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One-Shots

Terrible Things- @BVB_Jinxx_1991

“Jake, cut it out!” I giggle as he’s relentlessly tickling my sides.

“Not until you say yes, Hannah,” he said with a smirk on his face.

Should I say yes? Jake wanted me to be his girlfriend, but I loved the friendship we had. I loved having sleepovers where we would stuff our faces with pizza while we watched a stupid chick flick. I didn’t want to lose that. Although, I really liked Jake. He was cute, sweet, and he was amazing at guitar. I had always wondered what kissing him would be like, but I would never be the one to initiate it. Of course Jake was going to be the one to set this all into motion.

“Jake!” I laughed harder.

“Say it!”

“Fine, okay, I’ll be your g-girlfriend!” I gasped.

A victorious smile spread over Jake’s face and he pulled my face up to his. Our lips met and it felt like someone set off fireworks in my stomach. Jake’s teeth played with my lip rings, his fingers tangled themselves in my black and bright purple hair, and I felt my skin growing hot.

How was he able to affect me like this?

We parted to take a moment to gather ourselves. My head was spinning a mile a minute and I couldn’t concentrate on anything except for Jake’s beautiful eyes.

“I’ve been waiting for years to do that,” he breathed.

“Really?” I asked.

He nodded his head. How had I not seen that he’d liked me sooner? Regardless, I was going to make the most of our relationship.
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I sighed as I sent another unanswered text to Jake. Tonight was our one year anniversary and we were supposed to go out. Either Jake forgot about our anniversary and was trying to plan something last minute, or he just didn’t care about me anymore. The last option didn’t seem very realistic because we were both still absolutely smitten with each other. We would talk every day and he would send me stupid 80’s glam rock band memes at least three times a day. That’s why his silence was scaring me.

I dialed his number on my phone, and when he didn’t answer I left a voice message. He’d always check those.

“Hey, Jake. It’s Hannah. Tonight’s our one year anniversary if you forgot. I just wanted to call because you haven’t been answering my texts. Please, just call me back.”

I waited…and waited….and waited. Still there was no response. If he wasn’t going to respond to me, then fuck him. Fuck him and his sweet voice, gentle eyes, and soft lips. Fuck all of him!

‘Fuck you, Jake. If you aren’t going to acknowledge me- on our fucking anniversary, then we’re done. Just fuck you!!!’ I texted him. Maybe he’d fucking respond to that, and if not, he was even more of a douche.

I wiped away the tears that were spewing out of my eyes, and laid down on my bed, before eventually nodding off to sleep.
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I walked into school the next days, everyone’s eyes glancing at me nervously. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach something was very wrong.

“Hannah, I’m so sorry,” my best friend Elena said as she hurried up to me.

“For what?”

“You don’t know?” she asked, her eyes growing wide.

“Know what? Just tell me, Elena!”

“Jake, he…he…um.”

“What? Did he cheat on me? Was that why he wasn’t answering me last night? Is that why everyone’s looking at me?”

“No, god no! Jake got hit by a car last night, walking back from school I heard. I think he stopped here for a guitar from the music room.”

“Oh my god…Is he okay?” I asked.

“Hannah…he died.”

My breathing stopped. No, no! He couldn’t be dead.

“Tell me this is some stupid, sick joke,” I croaked.

“It’s not, Hannah. I’m sorry,” she said, placing a shaky hand on my shoulder.

Tears streamed down my face. I turned on my heels and ran. I ran the fifteen minutes it took me to get home and locked myself in my room, unable to face the world.
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“Hannah, baby,” my mom called through the door, “it’s been three days now, you should come out and get some food or fresh air. Please, sweetheart.”

“No. Just leave me alone.”

“Alright. Oh, by the way, they’re…um, they’re having a candle lit vigil for Jake tonight at eight in front of the school, in case you wanted to go.”
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It took all of my strength to get out of bed, get dressed, and attempt to look somewhat decent. I didn’t want to go out. I didn’t want to face people. I didn’t want to cry in public, but I knew that Jake would want me to remember him.

I snuck out of the house and walked to the high school. My breath caught in my throat as I saw the hundreds of people gathered by the school entrance, holding candles in their hands.

“Thank you all for coming,” Principal Rowan said, “Tonight we remember a student who was taken from this world too soon. I personally knew Jake from years of him walking into my office because either he would either be a bit too rowdy in classes, or, more often than not, he would skip class to play guitar in the music room. He was such a talented young man, with so much passion to share with the world. His life has been snuffed out, but some of the fire he had inside of him is still alight in all of us who knew him and whose lives were bettered because of him. Let us please have a moment of silence for him.”

Silence never seemed so deafening. I could feel everyone’s sadness radiating off of them and it made the pain in my chest so much greater. Tears slid down my face. What would Jake think of this whole candle lit thing? Part of me thought he would think that he would much rather have people laughing and smiling at memories of him than crying, but part of me knew he would have been really touched by this, knowing he affected so many people. He certainly affected me.

The crowd thinned out, and I found myself walking to my Principal. How well had she really known Jake? Did they talk a lot? Did he tell her about me?

“Hannah,” Principal Rowan sighed as she spotted me.

“Hi. I…I found your speech really touching,” I muttered.

“Thank you. I think if you spoke it might’ve been even more so, but I haven’t seen you around school.”

“I couldn’t muster up the strength to show up.”

“That’s understandable. Oh, I forgot, I have something important to give to you.”

She reached into her inside blazer pocket and pulled out a black envelope with a bright red heart on it.

“Jake had this when he died. The authorities gave it to me, not knowing who it could’ve been for. I figured he’d probably meant to give it to you.”

“Th-thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I hope I’ll see you at school soon.”

“I’ll try,” I said, offering her a watery smile.

I said my goodbyes to her and wandered home. I flopped onto my bed and stared at the letter in my hands. I opened it with shaky hands, knowing this was probably the last thing he’d written.

The letter read:

Hannah, my beautiful, Hannah Marie,

I don’t know how I’m going to get all of my feelings down into words, but I’ll try my best. I remember the first time I laid eyes on you. You were in the back corner of math class with your headphones in. I remember just thinking how effortlessly beautiful you looked, and I knew immediately that I wanted to be yours. I somehow managed to work up to being your friend and I was stuck in the friend zone for over a year. It hurt hearing you fawn over other boys, not realizing that I was falling for you incredibly hard, more so than I could’ve thought possible. The day you said you’d be my girlfriend was the best night of my life by far, knowing that you finally saw that stupid musician boy in front of you. From then on, I promised to myself that I would be the best boyfriend you could ever hope for. I wanted and still want to be everything to you. I’ll always want that. It amazes me that we’ve made it a whole year and you still manage to love me. So, I’m promising you this, I will stand by your side forever through thick and thin. No, this is not a marriage proposal, not yet at least. I just want to let you know that when I think of growing old, I think of growing old with you. I picture us with the dumb, stereotypical white, picket fence house with two kids and a couple of dogs. I don’t want this future without you.
Happy one year anniversary, my angel.
I love you. Always,

Your Jake

The tears weren’t stopping. My heart felt happy and miserable all at once. I wanted that future with Jake, more than he will ever be able to know. To know that it could never happen crippled me. I hugged the letter to my chest, imagining that it was Jake I was holding.

“Oh, Jake….I love you too. Always,” I choked out.

Notes

Winter break starts for me tomorrow, so hopefully I will be able to upload a lot more frequently for the next month :)

Comments

@KayHopeNoona1996
Hi there! Not trying to be a pest or anything, but I was just curious as to how the story is going?

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/26/18

@Red Phoenix77
Alrighty, sounds good!

@KayHopeNoona1996
I don't figure he'd go for anything TOO far out the first time they're together, since he's actually trying to figure out how to be a "Boyfriend", instead of just a random hookup. Oral, or different positions are cool, but also maybe with him trying to be somewhat romantic, if that makes any sense.

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/2/18

@Red Phoenix77
Haha, yeah, no I wasn't gonna have a daddy kink in there unless you asked. But if you want any other kinky stuff for the smut part, just lemme know! I should have it done within the week (I'm aiming to have it done by Sunday since my new job starts Monday and I'm outta state next weekend)

@KayHopeNoona1996 Maybe after they've been out a few times, he invites her over to his place for dinner, and actually cooks for her. ( You can decide if it goes well, or if there are "mishaps" ). Since it's a new relationship, he's been trying to NOT live up to his reputation, and hasn't made moves on her yet, so after dinner, while they're watching a movie or something, she finds a way to let him know that she'd like for them to get closer. This way, we can have the smutty part that didn't fit into the other part.
By the way, I'm not into the "daddy" type stuff, if that's cool. ( Not judging anyone, it just doesn't do anything for me ) I'm looking forward to seeing what you can make out of this. Thanx!!


Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/2/18