savannah's pov

monday morning came by really quickly. i walked out of the elevator when it reached our work floor, and texted lauren that i'd arrived and where she was.

instead of going to say hi to people, i went straight to my office, unlocked the door and shut it behind me before taking a deep breathe. i leant against the door for a few seconds, then settled my bag and phone on my desk.

when i sat down in my chair, i began thinking about my weekend.

after i vented to andrea on saturday, she did her best to help me forget about my problems by burning my liver with bottles of alcohol.

the first half of sunday, we sobered up, stayed in doors all day and typically, watched netflix and ate endless junk food.

then the second half, i was trying my best to figure out what i was going to say to jack today, and i just hope i made the right decision.

a knock on the door interrupted my peace and quiet. i was on the verge of telling them that i was busy, or to simply go away, but my conscience was telling me that a conversation would helpfully distract me from my thoughts.

well, that is if it's not jack himself, because i'm just not ready to see him right now.

"come in," i called out and sammy thankfully entered through the door. i sighed and sat up properly in my chair, "i'm so glad it's you,".

"really? why?" he asked as he sat himself down on the seat opposite me.

"i just need a distraction. jack and i spoke on the phone the other day and-". i didn't continue when the door suddenly opened and jack slipped inside the room - giving me a brief smile.

my body tensed up and i crossed my right leg over the other, as i tried to ease up a little at his presence. a silence fell upon us all - jack cleared his throat, sammy scratched the back of his neck and i tapped my pen against my notepad.

"okay, i'm feeling a lot of tension in this room, so i'm just going to, uh, step outside and leave you guys to it". sammy stood from the seat and patted jack's shoulder before he opened the door and left my office.

"...good morning" jack said as he placed his hands inside his trouser pockets.

"morning" i said back then came around my desk to stand before him. "how was the rest of your weekend?".

"it was good, i guess," he answered. "...i was just thinking about you the whole time".

he gradually walked closer towards me, his footsteps sliding across the carpet and his eyes never leaving mine until i looked away.

"about that phone call," jack began. "you said that you needed time to decide and i was just wondering if you made a decision".

i nodded my head, "i did".

i then placed my hand on his cheek, as his stubble tickled onto my fingers. i rubbed against his skin with my thumb, and my gesture bought a small smile to his face, before i leant in and attached my lips to his.

the kiss passionately moved together, as jack's hands slid down to rest against my hips. i connected my arms around his neck and pulled him in as close as possible, so that i could feel every inch of his lips.

when i pulled away, the smile that rested on the corner of his mouth immediately made me feel bad.

"well, from that kiss, i'm guessing the answer's good news" jack sniggered.

he soon saw me try to resist giving him eye contact, so his smile slowly faded.

"...right now, if i were to ask you to go away with me and leave madison, would you do it?" i suddenly said to him with my arms still locked onto his neck.

it was obvious that jack was startled by my question, but his wide eyes settled back to normal and he hesitantly scratched his head, "why are we doing this again, savs? because i don't know what my answer would be".

i exhaled quietly and removed my arms before leaning back against my desk, "see the thing is, i can't be wasting my time on i don't know's, jack. so, that's why i want you to choose; it's me or madison".

he took a while to take in my words, but when he did, he gently smirked, "you're not serious".

"do i look like i'm joking?". i folded my arms again.

"b-but you just kissed me, what was that all about?".

i shrugged, "just incase i wouldn't be able to do it again".

jack chuckled like this was all some type of joke, but i kept on a straight face and he soon realised, "what the fuck, savannah? i'm not choosing anyone".

i shook my head and looked down at my feet after he spoke.

i honestly had such tiny hope left in me for jack to actually make the right decision...but now, i just feel like i've been a complete fool this entire time.

"what were your intentions when we first started seeing each other, jack?". i glanced up at him, "that i would never come to a point where i wouldn't want to be just some guy's mistress?".

"you knew what you were getting yourself into, savs. you're the one who came to my door that night" he argued and i immediately scoffed at his answer.

"don't try and turn this all back on me, because none of this would of ever happened if you didn't kiss me in your office that night! i was fine before that, i had moved on, until you came along and ruined it all".

"no, you ruined it by telling me that you loved me on my fucking wedding day!" jack loudly replied and the anger built up inside of me slowly disappeared.

before i came into work today, i was silently praying that me, putting jack on the spot like this, would make him realise that i'm not here to mess around or to just have a good fuck, but because i'm in love with him, and i'm not prepared to share him.

especially with someone who doesn't even care about him.

but now i realise that i was stupid for getting myself into something like this. something that can be so passionate and sensual, yet still so toxic if it all goes south - and that's exactly what's happening.

"so, you're saying that you regret all of this?" i quietly questioned him.

i know that i basically said that i regret what happened between us too, but hearing it from jack himself definitely hurts.

he breathed out and rubbed his hand on his chin, before answering.

"...things were much simpler, weren't they?" he admitted, as the lump at the back of my throat grew bigger, and my heart made leaps in my chest.

the first tear trickled down my cheek and i stared at the ground to avoid his piercing brown eyes.

jack came closer and tried to take hold of my hand, "but babe, that doesn't mean that-"

"no!" i yelled and immediately pushed him off me. "okay, i'm done with letting you do this to me! just-just leave me alone from now on, and i mean it".

i barged past him to leave the office and when i did, i looked up to see most people's eyes on the door. johnson's, lauren's, sammy's, nate's and others.

i didn't have time to start explaining myself because i knew that if I stayed here any longer, i'd fall apart even more. i dabbed underneath my eyes as i could feel more tears coming, and i didn't want to let my make up run.

i instantly walked towards the elevator, harshly pressed the button and hurried inside before anyone could chase after me. once the doors closed, i leant the back of my head against the wall as my tears completely resisted to stop falling down my cheeks.

he didn't even beg for me to change my mind.

he didn't even chase after me, or remind me of how much i mean to him.

all the things that i expected jack to do kept circulating in my mind - making me question if he truly cares or not.

i tried to shake off the thoughts while unsuccessfully searching through my blazer pockets to find a tissue.

the elevator dinged and the doors opened on the third floor. i glanced up just as dylan looked up from his phone, and came into the elevator - completely stunned by my teary eyes.

"savannah, what's happened?," he panicked and pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. "are you okay?".

i bit down against my lip, and was about to nod my head or reply with yes, but it was dylan. i could tell that he cared, so i shook my head and he instantly wrapped his arms around me and i continued to cry onto his dark shirt.

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