PROLONG.
Lexy approach Jake at the school garden
"Hey, Jake. Finally, you will be graduating tomorrow—I can't wait to see you in your graduation regalia." She smiled warmly at him and reached out to take his hand, but he pulled away sharply, as if the contact had burned him.
Lexy's smile didn't falter. She knew she could be a bit clingy sometimes—or so she thought.
"Lexy, I need to tell you something." His voice sounded cold. He wasn't the sweet, caring Jake she knew. This Jake sounded harsh, distant, and strict.
"Mmh, okay. What is it?" She looked at him with hopeful, wide, and trusting eyes.
"We can't continue," he said bluntly, not even looking up to catch her gaze.
"What?" It was a single, broken word.
"We need to break up, Lexy." He glanced around nervously to see if anyone was watching them.
"But why? Is it about what happened yesterday? I already told you I'm sorry... I thought we talked about this, Jake." Hot tears forced their way out of her eyes, tracing down her cheeks and disappearing beneath her jawline.
"It's not about that, Lexy," he said, trying to keep any trace of concern out of his voice, though his tone betrayed him slightly.
"Then what is it about? Tell me, Jake. I'm listening," she choked out through her tears.
"I never loved you, Lexy. All of this—all the caring, the loving, this entire relationship between us—was just a game." His voice was pure ice.
"What?! What do you mean everything between us was a game? I'm confused, Jake. Make me understand." She reached out to hold his hands again, but he yanked them away.
"I was dared to date you." He took a deep breath, searching for the courage to keep going while looking anywhere but at her. "My friends and I played a game of truth or dare. I was dared to date you, make you fall in love with me, and break up with you before graduation. That was the game."
"Jake? Please... I'm begging you, don't do this. You can't just toy with my feelings and dump me. I know... I know you feel something for me. I saw it in your eyes during those times! Don't tell me everything we had meant nothing to you." Her words dissolved into a choked sob.
He took a heavy breath before speaking. "It didn't. And stop making a scene—it's irritating. It's over. Deal with it and move on." He turned on his heel to leave.
Lexy grabbed him by the arm. "Jake, please... don't do this! I promise I won't be clingy or needy anymore. I'll try my best to be the perfect girlfriend for you. Please don't leave me!" She sank to her knees on the pavement.
He yanked his arm violently from her grip. "Get a hold of yourself, Lexy Miller! You're not a kid throwing a tantrum. Nothing you say or do changes the fact that this is done. It's over—that's the reality, so accept it."
He looked down at her tear-streaked face and trembling lips. For a split second, something flashed across his features—a flicker of pity or annoyance—before his expression hardened back into a cold mask.
He turned and began walking away toward the school building. After a few steps, he paused and glanced back over his shoulder, eyeing her from the corner of his eye.
"Lexy Miller... I will say this: I'm sorry I took your virginity. It's a shame you had to lose it to someone like me." He let out a low, cruel laugh. "But don't worry, you tasted a lot better. Goodbye, Lexy Miller—my ex-virgin girlfriend."
He laughed again, turning back around and disappearing into the school building, leaving her on the ground.
