Chapter 86 - I'm Seeing Someone Else

Jason's p.o.v

"Just admit it," I pressed. 

Davy shook his head walking away from me. The younger male is way too stubborn for my liking. It wouldn't kill him to just accept the truth for what it is. 

"Why won't you accept the truth?" I inquired refusing to drop the subject. I know that we have had our differences but I had seen it in his eyes. 

There was no need for him to pretend that it didn't matter to him. I know that the truth is something different. 

"Just because you think it's true doesn't mean that it is," he said. 

I chased after him. I refuse to accept his pathetic excuses. I know what I saw and heard. It wasn't just my thinking but the truth. I couldn't accept his denial. 

"I know that I am telling your truth," I uttered firmly. 

"It doesn't matter what you think. Once I am done I'm leaving," Davy said not breaking his resolve. 

It is so hard to reason with a man that doesn't want to accept the truth. But my eyes weren't wrong, I saw it, the spark in his eyes. 

I understand why he would think like that, why he would try to deny feelings that he clearly has for me. There was no way to say that he didn't enjoy my company. 

"Why can't you just accept that you enjoyed helping me out earlier?"

"Because I didn't," Davy spoke out without batting an eye. 

I hooked my hand around his hand, if the younger male won't admit it then I won't let him be. The thrill I saw in his eyes when he got close to me was real. 

The feeling was mutual between the two of us. It would be easier if he were just to accept that he liked it. 

"Sticking to me won't change my mind," he let out. I shrugged, he doesn't know that. It might change his mind and get him to admit that he still cared for me. 

"You have every right to be mad at me. But I had reasons for everything that happened," I stated. 

Davion continued on his walk, he didn't seem concerned about my words. Life sure was strange, it brought us together but it the distance between us was bigger than the ocean. 

My side of the story doesn't matter. It won't change the fact that I intentionally hurt yin for my own selfish reasons. I had hurt him in ways that he didn't deserve to be hurt. 

I wish that I could change the way that things played out between us. He was the last person that I ever wanted to hurt, if only reality wasn't so harsh back them. Then maybe I wouldn't have made the choices that I made. 

I wasn't like Davy, I was too much of a coward to stand by him. I gave in to the fear and let it break us apart, called him names to avoid being called that myself. 

It wasn't right but it was what it was. "If you could go back in time. What of the past would you change?" I found myself asking him. 

I held my breath as I waited in anticipation for his reply. In my heart I knew the answer to my question. The thing that he wants to get rid of the most is me. Our past and our memories, that is what he would wish to change. 

"Be more clear with what you really want to know?" Davy said looking at me. 

Taking a deep breath I braved myself and asked him directly, "If you could go back to the past. Would you change our time together?"

"Interesting question," Davy replied and averted his eyes from me. He shot his eyes to the sky and scratched his chin. 

Minutes passed and he didn't give me an answer. He didn't say a word, he didn't look at me either. He just kept on walking ahead while I followed along. 

His silence was killing me, the question was so simple. It was a yes or no question that didn't need that much thought. 

"D.."

"No, I wouldn't change anything of the time we spent together," he confessed interrupting me. 

His words comforted my heart. But also made me feel a lot more guilty over what I did. Had I been in his shoes I wouldn't have given the same answer. Then again he was always the mature one between us. 

"I had some good moments with you that made me happy, I wouldn't want to lose that," Davy added. 

Nothing I could say would ever be enough to make up for the fact that I broke him to pieces. The accident happened at a very bad time, I wasn't able to explain why I said the things I said thanks to that. 

And after the accident, I didn't recall who Davy was. I wasn't able to fix everything before he left. The distance and time that passed made the small mistake of mine become a bigger issue. 

"Why do you ask. Would you change it?"

I shook my head. How could I ever let go of the joy and the misery that brought us close to each other. Everything that we ever had to go through together was the foundation of our relationship. 

But there were some that I could change. If our story was a novel, there were some parts of it that I would erase. The parts that I had caused the younger male pain. 

I would rewrite them, that when include my eyes, he should by there by me side. To have and to hold him in the comfort of the blanket and cuddle throughout the day. 

It is a moment that would be worth any amount of waiting. To get that back would a blessing in this world. 

"Davy," I called out to him. "What would you say if I declared that I want to court you?" I inquired. 

"I would object from the word go," Davy responded. 

"But you and I have dated before. Getting back together would make the readers happy," I tried to persuade him. 

"Thank to you, everyone now knows who I am so this is the last book I write," the man dared to say. 

Sturborn was an underestimation for the man's hard head. He won't even bulge when I am asking nicely. 

"Don't you think that's growing old. You write so well, can't you just enjoy the ride?" I let out walking before him and blocking his view. "Think about it, how much your fans will enjoy to see you live as the crown prince."

"I'm already a prince in real life," he uttered walking around me. I sighed, I was tempted to crack his head open and check what was inside his brain. 

His mind wasn't even open to any of my suggestion. "You won't let me court you. You won't live in the novel, why?"

Davy let out a deep breath. He ran his hand through his hair, his eyes darted to me. 

He was so breathtaking standing there like that. There was literally no difference between the two men, the novel version and the real person were the same in every way. 

"I'm seeing someone else," he muttered. "I can't be with you with someone else in my life," he added. 

I felt a pang in my heart when he said that he had someone else. It was not the words that I expected to hear from him. My eyes dropped to the ground, the leaves on the ground weren't at all interesting but I couldn't look away from them. 

The pain in my heart surprised me. All the no's he gave didn't affect me but learning that he was seeing someone else did. 

He had given me the best few months of my life. Yet I threw it away, he had every right to move on. But why did it hurt to hear that he was, surely I couldn't have expected him to wait for me. 

Four years was a long time to be alone, I would know since I had been just that for the last four years. 

"H..how long?"

"A week."

"What?" 

My eyes lit up at his words. One week, he had been seeing someone else for such little time. Which meant that it hadn't gotten serious and he wasn't attached. 

I could still make things right and...

"Let me stop your train of thought. He is important to me and I want it to work," Davy said and went on his way. 

I stood rooted in place debating whether or not I should respect his wishes and stand down. It wasn't like I wanted to be parted with him, things just happened to get out of control and we were forced to go our separate ways. 

I can't be expected to give up after getting a second chance. Clearly, fate wanted me to give us one more try.