Imagine going off on Jax when you run into him again after you broke up while on a date because he insists you have to move on and not knowing how much it’s really hurting him because he left you for your own safety.
“I know it sucks, but you have to move on Darlin’.” Jax sighed.
“Move on!?” You shouted not even caring who heard, even the guy you had been dating trying to get over Jax. “How the fuck am I supposed to move on Jax? Where do I go after you? How am I supposed to get over you? You’re stuck in my head. It’s like you’re carved into my very soul and you don’t even give a shit how much it hurt me when you left. I can’t just move on Jax. It’s not that simple.”
“You could have fooled me. You seem to be doing pretty well getting over me.” He retorted as he nodded towards your date.
“I don’t love him Jax. He kisses me, my mind thinks it’s you. When I’m laying next to him I feel sick because all my body wants is you there next to me. I ‘m not as strong as you. I can’t just move on and forget every feeling, every kiss, we ever shared. Sometimes I wonder if you ever really loved me.” You told him nearly in tears.
“I do.” He whispered. “Believe me I do…” He started to say before you stopped him.
“Just don’t Jax. Don’t lied to me again. You ruined me Jax. I hope you can live without yourself knowing that.” You told him before just walking out without another word to either him or your date. You didn’t see as you walked away though the look of sadness on Jax’s face as he watched you leave or hear him mutter to himself how it was for your safety no matter how much he hated you for it.