My Teddy

67

Jordan

I stuff my hands into my pockets absentmindedly, looking around Brook's room.

It's hard to believe that this is the very same room where I confessed my feelings for the love of my life.

It looks nothing the same.

That makes me sad.

"So are you just going to stay up here the whole trip or what?"

I sigh.

This trip is going nothing like she expected.

It's been 2 days.

So she's mad.

At everyone.

Even me.😒

I'm trying to be patient about it, I know she's upset.

I told you this would happen.

She would kill me.

"What do you want me to do, Brook? They hate me."
I stress.

She peeks her head around the corner from the bathroom, rolling her eyes.

"Didn't you know this would happen?"

Deep breaths.

"Yes. And I told you this would happen."

She glares.

"I don't know why you're making it seem like I forced you to come-"

"My love for you is stronger than anything in this whole world. I never said you forced me, I forced myself for you."
I say patiently.

She doesn't say anything.

"It's okay, don't worry about it. It's fine."
I say, just as she opens her mouth.

I know she wanted to apologize.

It's fine.

And it's been fine the last 5 arguments we had over the course of the day.😐

"I just know that you're bored up here."
She says quietly.

"I'm trying so hard to make this work but everyone keeps calling me stupid."
Her shoulders sag.

I become even sadder.

I know how hard she's trying for me. For us.

"This is my fault. I shouldn't have put you through this to begin with. Don't feel bad. Don't stress, baby."
I say softly.

A tear rolls down her face.

Of course my heart cracks.

"Come here."
I walk up and wrap my arms around her.

"I love you, okay? I love you so so much. We'll get through this together. Please don't cry baby."
I coo, rubbing her back reassuringly.

She just closes her eyes and leans into me.

I gently rock her in my arms, holding her close.

My baby girl.

I love her to death.

I squeeze her tightly, not wanting to ever let go.

I'm still beating myself up about leaving her in the first place.

"I will go downstairs with you. I've been a jerk, letting you face your parents alone about this."
I mutter into her hair.

"It's okay, Teddy."
She whispers.