Promise Me. Chapter 6 - You make it hard for breathing.

Jacob’s POV.

I was driving back to the apartment when I thought, when you love someone, you should let them go. And that’s what I should do, she moved on, I should do the same. I stopped on the side of the road, I pressed the heals of my hands to my eyes. This is all too painful. I turned on the radio, hoping music would make the severe thoughts drain out of my head. Me and Courtney’s song started to play. I banged my forehead on the wheel. I didn’t want to but I sang-along to the words anyways.

Maybe it’s true, that I can’t live without you,
maybe two, is better than one,
but there’s so much time, to figure out the rest of my life,
and you already got me coming undone,
I’m thinking two, is better than one,

Who am I trying to kid? I love her, and that’s all I would ever feel like around her. I should go back to Boston, but I don’t want to leave Andy. My phone vibrated in my pocket, I took it out and saw Riley’s face on the screen. I answered.
“Hey Riles,”
“JAAAAKEE! We miss you man, when can we visit?”
“um, I don’t think soon, I’m going through some stuff right now,” I said.
“oh alright then man, take your time, call us, we’re here for you,”
“alright, I gotta go now, see ya,”
“love yah Jakey and Dave says hi bye,”
“love you guys too,” I laughed.
I hung up on them, then I called Courtney’s place, I got the voicemail,

“Hey! You’ve reached Jacob’s—“
“and Courtney’s, I live here also,”
“yeah yeah, future Mrs. Goldstein’s—“
“ugh! Jacob!”
“what? Don’t you wanna marry me?” he asked.
“we’ll talk about this later, so leave us a message! Cause we’re probably just..”
“having sex?” he added.
“yes!” she laughed.
“hot nasty sex, phwoar!” Jacob straddled Courtney and smirked. Courtney pulled Jacob in, then they both rolled off the bed laughing.
“leave a message!” she giggled.

I disconnected the call and threw it on the passenger’s seat. I continued to lean my forehead against the wheel and closed my eyes. How am I ever going to forget her.

Courtney’s POV.

It’s been weeks since Ashleey’s death, the police are still trying to figure out what caused it, whether it was a suicide or.. murder. They haven’t really brought anyone in for questioning yet, they said Trevor found the body but they haven’t found any evidence of him being there during the death. I don’t know, it’s just complicated. I put my hands deep into my pockets while I walked through the park with Mike. I didn’t feel like holding his hand. It just feels bad now that Jacob’s around.