Chapter Forty

                                    

                                          
Alyssa’s P.O.V.
                          




                          
There she is, standing right there in front of my eyes. This is the girl that Jack chose to be with, rather than me, his own girlfriend. But I don’t think that title will last that long anymore. Madison is the girl that Jack decided to hang out with, even though I was here in the same city as them.
                          
 
                          
I am in the same area code as Jack and seeing that my boyfriend hadn’t seen me in months, besides on our few video chats, it would make sense that he would come see me first. But he didn’t, and that’s the problem. He chose her instead.
                          
 
                          
I didn’t even know that he was in Massachusetts, let alone in Boston, and the fact that I didn’t know, hurts. I, the girlfriend, wasn’t even informed that my long-distance boyfriend was here by himself, but I had to find out by the tabloids. The fucking tabloids told me, instead of him.
                          
 
                          
The first time I saw the picture of him and a girl, I was hoping that he was planning on surprising me, and I was just thinking the worst of things and jumping to the worst scenarios. But after days of him being spotted here, I was thinking that he had already left without at least saying a simple “Hi.”
                          
 
                          
Turns out, I was wrong, because then, I saw a picture of his arms wrapped around a girl, though I couldn’t see her face, something caught my eye. It was the bracelet on her hand, and if people didn’t know better, they would think that it was me, since I had the same bracelet on my same hand.
                          
 
                          
Although, I did know better, because there was no way me. For one, I hadn’t seen him at all, and she knew with all her heart that it was his other girl, and that hurt her.
                          
 
                          
And there she is now, standing at the door, after she had opened it for me.
                          
 
                          
I glanced down at her right hand and just as I predicted, there was the same bracelet, the same bracelet she had, and the same bracelet in the picture she had come across.
                          
 
                          
“So it’s true,” I mumbled, looking at her, tears already gathering around my eyes.
                          
 
                          
“Who’s there?” a voice boomed from the back of the room. It was the voice of the same person I had fallen for and promised to never break me, but was already backing out of his promise.
                          
 
                          
And there he was coming from behind Madison. I sucked in a breath as he came into view, looking as perfect as always. I wanted to punch myself for still being captivated by him, for my heart beat increasing as I caught sight of him, and for my hair sticking up when he stood in front of me, after all that he’s done. I knew that I had always loved him, from the first sight of him walking through those school doors, and still did when I saw him again at his show, and I wanted to punch myself more at the thought.
                          
 
                          
He looked shocked at seeing me here, as was I was for seeing him here with her.
                          
 
                          
She looked at me with sad eyes, as if she actually felt sorry for me. He contemplated on what to say to me, in this situation, but I beat him to the chase and sneered at Madison, “You bitch!”