DAISY

Five days had passed.

Five days of being avoided by Jason and trying everything I could do to get him to talk to me. He avoided me endlessly, leaving in the morning before I could wake up and coming back to the dorm when I was asleep. I would have thought that he wasn't at the dorm entirely, if it weren't for the traces of evidence of himself he left behind everyday before he left. After three days I gave up trying to get him to talk to me, to get him to explain why he said those hurtful things.

I wanted to know why he would break my heart and leave it just like that.

I wanted to cry and beg him to talk to me, but I gave up trying. I looked like a goddamn fool, and he was probably laughing behind my back with his friends. Maybe this was a part of his plan all along. To sleep with his little virgin roommate and then bail on her and break her heart. I was not only heartbroken, but I was fucking livid.

How could he do that?

How could he let me trust him and then rip away that trust by just saying those painful words?

How could I have fell for someone I barely knew?

It was all my fault. I should have learned from the pass and never let this kind of heartbreak happen to me again. In the end, every person I loved always left me.

Tears formed in my eyes once again, but I wiped them away quickly with my sleave. I scanned my surroundings, hoping that no one was looking at me. Today I decided that I wanted to be alone. Away from my friends who, after finding out what happened, treated me like I was some fragile piece of artwork. And away from my dorm room that was filled with Jason's haunting scent. The only quiet yet loud place I could find was the bleachers of the soccer field. While the soccer players were louder than ever, the bleachers were quiet and left me in my own thoughts. It wasn't crowded, just a few people lurked around now and then.

My intention was to find a place where I could think peacefully and be left alone, but still hear the faint sound of human interaction. Just so that I wasn't truly alone.

I hugged my body tightly from the cold, lost in my frustrating thoughts. I was awfully afraid of losing Jason, and I hoped that this was just a phase for him. Maybe he was going through his man-periods and this was just a phase. Maybe he would snap out of it and stop goddamn avoiding me. There I was thinking that I actually meant something to him, when I was probably just one of this conquests this whole time.

Not only did this feeling hurt like a bitch, but it also damaged my pride. Maybe he just wasn't used to hearing people confess their love for them. Maybe he wasn't really an emotional kind of guy and freaked out. Or maybe he was afraid of commitment.

Or maybe he just don't love you back.

Ugh. I should have never told Alexis about my feelings. She was the one who told me to tell him. If I didn't tell him we would still be happily together and I wouldn't feel so afraid again.

Geez, I was pathetic.

"Watch out!" My eyes opened wide as I glanced toward the voice. It was Alexis standing at the last step of the bleachers, looking at me anxiously. I had no idea what she meant, when suddenly something hard hit me straight in the side of my face. I gasped as I fell sideways off the bleachers, catching myself on the second last step. A throbbing pain shot throughout the side of my face, the sore spot heating up painfully.

"Oh god," I breathed out, my hand shooting towards my face to assess the warm spot. My skin felt heated and raw, where the object had hit it with full force.

"Oh my god, Daisy!" Alexis rushed over towards me in hurried steps. She knelt down next to me and moved my hand away from the area of damage, anger and worry filling her eyes immediately. "Watch where you are kicking your fucking ball you mofo! She's hurt!" She yelled loudly, letting her wrath upon the suspect of the cause.

I shut my eyes tightly, tears forming in them. My face felt extremely numb, and I couldn't move my jaw.

"Oh hell, Daisy. It's really bad." Alex said, worry lining her tone.

"It's okay." I managed to croak out. I opened my eyes and saw blur for a few seconds before my vision began clearing up.

"No it's not. That fucking asshole is going to pay!" She fumed, glaring in the direction of the guy who had kicked the ball.

I squinted my eyes to see him rushing over here, his fellow teammates hesitantly following after him. This was what I got for trying to get away from everything. The universe might as well damn swallow me up already since it hated me so much.

"Holy shit, I'm so sorry!" A male voice apologized, sounding guilty.

I looked up at him, ready to give him the cursing of his life - or whatever harshness I could have came up with - but stopped mid- thought when I looked at him. Oh holy hannah, he looked gorgeous. Sandy blonde hair with sea blue eyes, with the typical muscular body. I crumbled under his worried gaze and assessed his clothes for a short second. He was wearing his white soccer gear and boots. His hair was sweaty and matted to his forehead, making him all the more hot.

I blinked repeatedly like an idiot, not knowing what to say.

"Sorry?! You're sorry? Look at her face! She looks like fricken Spider-Man because it's so red and blue!"

I ignored the throb in my face and intervened. He seemed like he genuinely didn't mean to, and it must have been an accident because you must be insane to want to kick someone who you don't know intentionally in the face, with a ball.

"I'm sure it was an accident, Alex." I said, my voice hoarse.

"No, when you kick your stupid ball, you aim for your teammates or the goal posts, not innocent girls who are sitting here and doing nothing. What kind of moron are you?"

"I'm really sorry," He ignored her and faced me. "Let me help you. I can take you to the nursing center, it's not far from here." He offered me his hand but I winced, touching my face gently and rubbing the sore spot.

"I would not touch her if I were you. She has a boyfriend who would happily beat your ass for touching her, and causing this damn mess in the first place." snarled out, stepping in front of me. "I'll help her. You have done enough damage."

"I swear I'm so sorry, I never meant to hurt you." He apologized again, looking more guilty than ever.

"It's okay." I assured, willing myself to stand up and off the step. The harsh wind was slightly cooling off my face, but at the same time making it worst. I needed to get back to the residence campus before I fainted. My head felt light and I just needed some rest.

"Don't sweat it. I know you never meant it." I sent the unknown guy one last glance before I began my trudge back to campus. I heard Alex's footsteps behind me, before she fell into step with me.

"Do you need to lean on me or something?"

"I'm fine." I mumbled.

"The sound of that smack didn't sound fine. It sounded fucking painful." She grumbled.

I shrugged, not in the mood for talking. It was one thing to be in emotional pain. But when physical pain hit you at the same time, it was a whole different thing.

"Daisy. . . Your face is swollen. You look like an alien." She breathed out sheepishly.

"That's not making me feel any better." My face felt completely numb. I couldn't help but blame myself for this. Only a idiot like me would get smacked in the face with a soccer ball.

"I'm sorry." She said, sounding sincere. "We should get you to the nursing center immediately."

"Lead the way."

When we left the court I pulled my jersey tighter to my body, the December air extremely cold. I tugged on my hair tie and let my hair frame my face, embarrassed to be walking in the streets with a half swollen face. Families were out shopping today since Christmas was in a few weeks. There were trees decorated in fancy lights and jingle balls attached to corner shops. Snow piled in the streets and on the trees, leaving the typical Christmas look behind. I wanted to smile at the liveliness but couldn't find myself doing so, my left side cheek much too painful.

Alexis and I entered the campus nursing center after a few minutes of silent walking. Her hand was placed on my back soothingly, as she tried to make me feel better. Honestly, the pain in my face was bad as I've never really been physically hurt my whole life.

"We're here." Alexis announced. "Nurse Kelly is probably available. She always is."

"How would you know?" I asked, my hand caressing my jaw.

"Ace comes here a lot lately. She always sees to him because she's the only reliable nurse."

"Oh." I mumbled curtly, not in the mood to talk. I remembered Ace telling me that he partook in street fighting. It was no wonder he came here often.

"Do you want me with you? I can cancel lunch with my friends."

"No, no it's okay. Go ahead. I'll be fine. Thanks for the help."

"I'll always be of help for you, Daisy. Even if you and Jason don't work out. Which I doubt." She smirked playfully.

My heart ached painfully. If only she knew.

"Uh, yeah. Thanks again." I forced out a smile. I was really grateful for her, but I didn't feel like smiling at all.

"Are you going to call Jason or should I?"

My eyebrows raised in surprise. "Uh, he's probably busy right now."

"So what? You're hurt, Daisy, and the safety of our loved ones mean the world to me and my family. He would be mad if you didn't call him."

"No, he wouldn't." I laughed it off.

"What do you mean? Of course he would. I'm pretty sure he would want to know if you're hurt."

"I'm fine, Alexis." I said irritably. I didn't meant to be rude, but I didn't like the thought of having to tell her about how Jason was avoiding me after I told him I loved him. It was completely embarrassing. I sniffled and wiped at my eyes on instict. I didn't want to be caught crying in front of her.

"Alright, geez. I'll see you later, Daisy." She gave me an awkward hug before she began walking away.

I felt bad for snapping at her.

***

Nurse Kelly was an elderly women, in at least her early fifties. She was extremely kind and checked the side of my face with care and concern. I explained to her what had happened and and she actually scolded at me to be more careful. I didn't mind at all, because it was so long ago when I had an adult caring for me. My life basically revolved around young people. I had no one to completely rely on to be my rock. No parents. No grandparents. No aunts or uncles. Just a group of best friends that I wouldn't trade for the world.

"Alright then, I think that you're ready to go, Daisy." Nurse Kelly said.

I nodded gratefully and thanked her. I looked into the small mirror and sighed when the bruise looked much better than it did before. She let me wipe it was a luke warm cloth before drying the bruise and applying an ointment. Atleast I didn't look like an alien now, like Alexis so nicely put it.

"Apply this cream in the morning and before you sleep at night, and it will go away in about a week." Nurse Kelly handed me a tube.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it."

"What's wrong with you?" She asked bluntly, before beginning to clean up her table.

"Other than the giant bruise on my face, I'm okay." I chuckled.

"That's not what I mean, hon. Not only am I a nurse but I studied psychology as well, and you look completely down today. There are so many signs."

"Is it that obvious?" I sighed, gathering up my backpack and slinging it over my shoulder.

"Pretty much." She smiled warmly.

I decided that there was no harm telling her. I've needed to confide in an adult for years now. And she was a stranger who I'd possibly never see again - that is, unless I get kicked in the stomach next time - so I thought that I might as well tell her.

"It's just that my boyfriend is avoiding me." I mumbled reluctantly.

"Why?" She frowned. "I don't see why any young man would willingly avoid you."

I blushed.

"It's just that I told him that I love him and his response was that he doesn't love me back, and that he never will. And now he's avoiding me."

"Ouch." She winced at the idea. "Do you have any idea why he would have said that?" She asked curiously.

"Nope. No clue. It's been five days and I'm going crazy wondering what I did wrong."

"I'm sorry." She said in sympathy. "All I can tell you is that he must either be afraid to say the words back, or he really doesn't reciprocate the feelings."

That stung.

"But," She emphasized. "I reckon that the first one is more the reason, depending on how long you two have been together."

"We've been together for-"

I was cut off by a familiar voice ringing in my ears. The door flew open and I felt the tiny hairs on my back rise. My back was towards him, but I could feel his presence, as cliche as it sounded.

"Daisy?"

I looked at Nurse Kelly who was facing him, a questioning look on her face.

"Jason, what are you doing here?" She asked hesitantly.

She knew him? He must have been one of her regular patients.

"I'm here to see my girlfriend." I bit my lip and clenched my fists when I heared his deep voice.

"He's your boyfriend?" Her eyes widened. It looked funny to see her so shocked at her age, with wrinkles lining her face. It was safe to say that my heart sky rocketed at the mere sound of Jason's voice. But how dare he come here thinking that he could talk to me now after five days of wack?

I wanted to curse out at Alexis for calling him. I knew she was the one who called him, but then I reminded myself that she had no idea what was going on between us currently. She didn't know that I was mad at him and thought she was doing the right thing.

I turned around slowly. There he was; looking as tall and fit as I last saw him. His strong legs clad in a black sweat pants and his fit upper body in a simple black v neck sweater. I would have admired him if it weren't for how angry I felt towards him at the moment. I must say, however, that seeing him properly after five days caused my heart to internally sigh. You know, if hearts could sigh.

I gave him my poker face and ignored him, before turning back to Nurse Kelly. "Thank you so much for seeing to me."

She nodded, her eyes flying back and fourth between Jason and I in surprise. I didn't know why people was so appalled at the sight of me and Jason together, but now I knew why. They knew he was an asshole, and I seemed far too good for him.

"Goodbye." I said and shoved the ointment into my bag before rushing towards the exit and brushing past him. My steps were fast and hurried, and not a second later I heard Jason shut the door and follow after me. I entered the fairly empty streets of the campus with Jason hot on my heels. I wanted to laugh at how ironic it was that I was the one walking away from him now. It feels great, doesn't it, Jason?

"Daisy, hold up." He said hoarsly and caught up to me easily. His hand gripped my arm as he halted me in my steps. Without even greeting me his hands cupped my face as he began analyzing it. His once soft expression turned hard immediately.

"I'm only gonna ask this one time, and you better answer me. Who did this to your face?" He asked calmly, his eyes meeting mine. I ignored how soothing it was to have his thumb gently stroke my face. Unexpectedly, I shoved him away harshly.

"That's none of your business." I said spitefully, turning around to head to the dorm. I expected him to start to yell at me in the middle of campus, but surprisingly he just followed me back to the dorms.

When we reached there I opened the door and was about to slam it in his face when he stopped me. I knew I was being childish, but I was still mad at him for what he had done.

I shrugged my bag off onto floor, ready to just get into bed when I was suddenly spun around and pushed into the wall. I gasped.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked angrily.

"Tell me who the fuck hurt you. Tell me." He asked lowly, his eyes lethal.

"Like I said before, that's none of your business."

I flinched when his hand suddenly slammed against the wall, causing it to vibrate against my back. Holy shit, I didn't realize just how angry he was. My eyes widened.

"Who the fuck hurt you?" He all but yelled. "I'm not playing around here, Daisy. I will eventually get this information by Alexis and I fucking kill this person. I will fucking murder him."

"Stop." I whimpered. "Please."

"Tell me!"

"Leave me alone!" I yelled back, feeling my eyes prickle with tears. I sniffled as they slid down my face.

He breathed deeply and heavily, bringing his hand up to softly wiped the tears away from my bruised cheek. Sighing deeply, he pressed a lingering kiss to my forehead.

"I'm sorry for yelling," he said honestly, his chest heaving up and down. "I don't like to see you hurt. It messes with my head."

I bought my hand up to wipe the tears out of my eyes.

"Y-You don't like to see me hurt, b-but you've hurt me so much in the past five days. So much." I was a stuttering mess, and as hard as I tried to stop them, the flood gates just wouldn't close.

"No, you don't understand." He stepped back, causing me to gulp much needed air.

"I understand perfectly. You broke my heart."

"No," he denied, shaking his head. "You don't get it."

"Don't get what?" I asked in frustration. "That you don't love me back? It's completely clear to me."

He stepped back again and growled in frustration. He pulled on the strands of his hair, causing me to wonder if he was just as heartbroken as I was. But why? Why would he let himself feel heartbroken when he could of prevented it? He was right, I didn't understand.

"Daisy," he said after a moment of silence. I looked up and met his eyes through my shining ones. "Who did that to your face?"

I let out a frustrated sound. Of course, he wasn't going to elaborate on the topic of why the heck he was avoiding me.

"I don't know who he is," I decided to answer truthfully, feeling defeated. "He's on the soccer team here at WMU, and he did not mean to kick me in the face with the ball."

"Describe him." He demanded simply.

"No," I stood my ground. "He isn't a bad person and I know what will happen to him once you and your. . . Goons get your hands on him."

"How the fuck would you know if he is a bad person or not? Don't you dare lie to me." He said angrily.

"It was an honest mistake," I threw my hands up in exasperation. "He was playing soccer with his team and it was an accident."

"Wait, why the fuck were you watching the soccer team in the first place? What the fuck?"

"What, so I can't watch people play sports now? You cannot tell me what to do." I said in disbelief.

"Why were you on the soccer field, Daisy?"

I wiped at my eyes and tried to push past him, but immediately he stopped me. He pulled me roughly towards him and crushed my body to his. I gasped as I felt the hard planes of his body against mine. Was it wrong for me to admit that I missed touching him? Of course it wasn't.

I looked up into his stormy eyes full of conflicting emotions. My tongue darted out to lick my suddenly dry lips. Jason's eyes followed the movement, before he crushed his lips onto mine. I gasped into his mouth as his heated lips devoured mine. I placed my hands only his biceps as his cupped my cheek. I kissed him back with much less aggression when a sting came from my cheek.

"Ow." I hissed, my hand flying up to massage the area.

"Shit, baby. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's okay." I said in a daze.

"Your face is so red and swollen, and it's making me so goddamn angry. You have no fucking idea." He hissed out.

"I think I have a bit of an idea." I murmured.

"I'm not joking around, Daisy. You need to tell me who did this."

"I already did."

"Describe him then."

"No, I won't let you hurt some random person on my account." I denied in annoyance, trying to push him away but he held tightly. His hands roamed all the way to my butt before his large hands roughly squeezed it.

"Ouch." I mumbled, trying to pull his hands away. Instead, he raised his hand and slapped down hard causing me to gasp.

"Ow, Jason." I whined, completely embarrassed more than hurt.

"You disobedient little. . ." He sighed harshly. "Fine, don't tell me."

"I won't." I said snarkily. "Now leave me alone."

I shoved him away again, and as expected he moved to pull me back, but before he could do that I held a hand up motioning for him to stop. He stilled in confusion.

"Don't touch me. In fact, don't look at me anymore either. You didn't want to look at me for the past five days, and now that I got hurt you suddenly pretend to care. Save the act for someone who cares." I said harshly.

He stalked towards me but I backed away, keeping a healthy amount of distance between us.

"You seriously think that caring about you is an act?" He asked incredulously.

"Yes." I wanted to stick my tongue out then realized how childish that would be. Deep down, I knew exactly just how much he cared. And it was a lot.

"You damn well know that I would kill anyone who dares to hurt you. You know exactly how much I care." He said in frustration.

"You sound like a psychopath." I turned around, ready to get my packed bag when he stopped me again.

"I care about you so much, you know that right?" He asked gently, peering at me.

"I do." I said hesitantly. "I know that you care. But, you don't love me."

The look on his face had me gulping deeply.

I walked towards my duffel bag and picked it up, before heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked softly.

"I'm having a sleepover at Penny's dorm, her roommate is out of town again." I explained quietly.

"Okay." He breathed out shakily.

I nodded awkwardly, before opening the dorm door.

"Wait,"

I turned around, feeling my throat tighten at the sight of him. I watched him like a hawk as he walked towards me. I craned my neck to look at him the closer he got. Unexpectedly, he bent and place a soft kiss on my lips.

"This isn't over." He promised gently, grazing his hand gently grazing over my tender cheek. His peppered soft kisses all over it causing a giddy feeling to flow through me. "And the only reason that I'm not busy murdering that soccer player who hurt you, is because I know that you wouldn't want me to."

I stared at him in shock. With one last kiss on the lips, he stepped away from me.

I gulped deeply.

"Bye." I murmured, still a bit surprised by his words.

"Be careful, baby." He smiled a bit. "Bye."

I walked away with a heavy heart, wanting to do nothing more than run back into his arms and demand him to explain why he decided to avoid me for five days.

Instead, I left to Penny's.

***

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