x\\o Ignorance Is Bliss x\\o

Ignorance is bliss.
I wish that wasn't so true. You may be wondering why I think that. Well, the answer is a boy (as usual), who happens to be crossing the lunch room at just this moment - Jesse Robinson. Life was so much easier before I knew he had been cheating on me.
One day, Mark had said he wanted to talk to me, in private. He took me somewhere where no one else was, then stopped and sent a text message. Then we turned a corner to see some random girl I don't even know and Jesse. Kissing.
I mean, we had only been going out for a couple of months, but he had told me he loved me for crying out loud!
How could a stupid, ghetto, preppy, popular boy who is everything I hate make me feel like this? I should be over him, after the many crying sessions at Mark's and Alice's houses. And now, just to make my life worse, he's coming straight towards me.
"Can I talk to you?"
"What makes you think you can even look at her after what you did?" Mark asks angrily, which for some reason sets off my internal radar. I mean, he's the type of guy to just let me go, and if something happens, beat the living sh!t out of the guy and comfort me like crazy. He's really over-protective of me, because we've been best friends for years.
"It's fine, Mark," I say quietly, starting to stand up.
"Becca! What are you - "
"Don't worry, Alice, I'll be back soon."
Jesse looks relieved, then turns and says, "Come on," heading towards one of the doors that leads out of the cafeteria.
I follow him quietly with my head down. We walk out into a deserted hallway, because everyone in the school is at lunch right now, even the teachers.
I lean back against a row of lockers, still looking down, and say, "What do you want?"
A pair of feet come into my vision, and I look up to see his beautiful face only a few feet from my own. Just looking at him makes me want to cry again.
He stands there staring at me for a few seconds, and I ask, "Well? If you don't have anything to say, then I'm - "
Before I could even blink, he has me pinned against the lockers at my back and his lips pressed softly against mine.
For one second, I feel like it's a week ago, and I almost don't pull away. Almost.
Then I push against his chest and pull my head away, and he takes a step back. I have my eyes squeezed shut, trying to stop the tears from falling.
"I'm not doing this again, Jesse. You know I'm not going to, not after I cought you kissing that girl. I - "
"Becca, please! Listen to me!" he cuts me off, softly pulling my chin up so I'm looking him in the eyes.
Every part of me is screaming at me to pull away and go back to the people who care about me, but for some reason, I just can't. So the tears start to fall.
"No, Becca, please don't cry..." he groans, letting my head drop and taking a few steps backward, away from me.
"Look, it wasn't what it looked like, I swear! Becca, you know that I would never do anything like that to you! That girl, and I don't even know her name, came up to me and said she needed to tell me something important about you. She dragged me back to where you found us, and then I kept on pestering her about what was up with you. Then she got a text and she leaped at me and kissed me! Please Becca, you know I wouldn't lie to you! Please! Believe me...!"
I look up at him a few seconds after he finishes, and see him leaning against lockers across from me. I crane my neck to the side a bit, and am completely shocked to see what looks like him crying. And Jesse the "bad boy" NEVER cries.
"You're telling the truth, aren't you?" I whisper softly.
"Ya think?" he says thickly, his voice slightly muffled by his hands. I walk over to him and pull his hands away from his face, holding them in mine. He looks at me with a tear running down his face. I start to stand up on my toes towards his lips, then when I'm about an inch away, something he said clicks in my head.
"Jesse," I whisper hoarsley, "did you say that she got a text message?"
"Yeah, why?" he asks, his breath against my lips almost making me forget what I was asking.
"Umm - I - uhm... Oh! J-just before I turned the corner with Mark, he sent a text, and I don't know who it was to..."
"What," Jesse says, his voice low and deadly, the details clicking in his head like they just did in mine. His eyes tighten in anger as he realizes what happened.
"You don't think..." I say in horror, my eyes widening as I look up at him.
"Yeah, I do," he said an angry voice, then quickly pecks me on the lips then pulls me into a hug.
"But don't worry, no matter what happens, I'll always be with you," he whispers in my ear, his voice softening, and pulling away a bit to look at me.
"I hope so," I say quietly, then he grins at me and pulls my chin up and kisses me passionately on the lips, for what I hope is the first time of the rest of my life.
Ignorance may be bliss, but the truth is so much better.
Please tell me what you think!
It's my first one-shot!

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brixxia