Jack sighed as he sat down on the park bench. He had no clue how things had reached here. No, scratch that – He knew exactly how. What he couldn’t comprehend at all was how Amy had just assumed that he hadn’t tried. Who was she to make that assumption? Who was she to come up to him and say that he wasn’t trying? If only she knew how much he was really trying.
And what was that question, “Do you want me in your life or not?” Of course he wanted her in his life! What would he do without her constant advice and brilliant solutions? No matter what he did, no matter what he said, no matter what he tried, he end up hurting Amy; and that had really never been his intention. Why would it be? Granted, he wanted to put some distance between the two of them, but purely for her benefit. Jack knew first hand how hard it was to be around someone whom you had unrequited feelings for. He did not want that for Amy. He knew he was the reason for at least 90% of Amy’s tears. Hell, she’d even told him about how stressed he made her day after day, and to be honest, anyone could see it on her face.
Jack stubbed his cigarette out and started scrolling through his messages. Their last fight had been the last straw. Jack had no energy whatsoever left to fight her, or anyone else for that matter. It was about time to let things take their own turn. Jack closed his eyes just for a minute and when he opened them again, he saw Trevor walking towards him. Trevor was Jack’s best friend. Trevor had tried everything to get Amy and Jack back to what they used to be. Trevor had simultaneously been on Jack’s side and on Amy’s side. There was no way Jack would’ve survived without Trevor. Trevor sat down and put his arm around Jack’s shoulders. They sat side by side like that for a few minutes before Jack spoke, “Amy and I fought.” Trevor hummed in response but didn’t say anything. Jack snorted, “You have nothing to say?”
Trevor removed his hand and turned to face him. “I think both of you should just move on. Stop fighting. Stop letting other people dictate the relationship between the two of you. So what if your roommate hates her? So what if her friends don’t talk to you? All of that is background noise. What really matters is that she’s been there for you when you needed her. Just give her space and give yourself some space and everything will be okay. You guys will go back to normal.”
Jack took in Trevor’s words and unlocked his phone. He typed out word to word of what Trevor had just said and hit send. He locked his phone and placed it in the empty space between their legs. In almost two minutes the phone vibrated and both of them looked down at the screen together.