[In Jeff's Point of view]

She tried walking past me after she gave me the slap. I had never been slapped in front of a lot of people before.

I don't have words to explain how I felt after she slapped me. I mean I can use words like embarrassing, humiliating, or any such words but they were just not enough to describe how I felt.

One thing about being slapped in public is that it can be hurting, embarrassing and insulting but after you've gotten slapped in public, you will not be the same.

You either decide not to repeat that mistake for which you got slapped for or maybe you'll abhor the person who slapped you.

In my situation, I didn't know what I was going to do but one thing was certain, I wasn't going to follow Sav around like a dog again but I had to do one last thing.

I held her hand before she could make her pass then I went down on my knees.

Everyone stood there watching us slack-jawed.

"What are you doing?" she whispered.

"I know we are just friends and that this wouldn't be necessary but I really love you Sav and that is why you should listen to me. I know i made a mistake by taking advantage of your unguarded moment but I've been trying to tell you that I love you and I wanted us to be more than friends."

I let it out again forgetting about our surroundings. Her eyes narrowed and her expression closed up.

"Our friendship was supposed to be immune to the earthly diseases called fighting, arguing and lies. Now that i have invited that into it I have to take the countermeasure called sorry to save this beautiful relationship....actually I mean Friendship."

I added as terror overtook my face.

"I am really sorry Sav. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I was really stupid to let my feelings for you come between us but what can I say? I love you too much that I felt the friendship you offered wasn't enough. I know I have made mistakes, but give me another chance Sav. I will never let you down again. I just will take the friendship you are offering me rather than nothing at all. Just___"

She pushed me before I could complete what I had to say then walked off.

Tears fell down my chin. I tried fighting the tears but it just couldn't stop rolling.

Growing up, I've always had the idea that men are the strongest species ever to surface on earth. Nothing I mean nothing could break a man.  I always saw it as ridiculous when I heard that some men have gotten their heartbroken by a girl.

"That guy sure is stupid. How can a girl break your heart when you are a man? Men should break girls heart." I would always say.

And so I couldn't get myself to believe that I was actually crying because of a girl.
I haven't been tied down by anyone before in my life.

I have always been the hit and run type of guy.

As I was reminiscing about my past life, a harsh tap on my shoulder brought me back to reality. I realized where I was. I was still on my knees at where she left me.

"Hey, Dude! What the f**k are you doing?"
Chris exclaimed surprised.

"Isn't it obvious? The man is behaving like a girl." Philip added.

"Dude you better put your sh!t together and quit acting like a girl," Chris added.

They laughed and passed. I couldn't look at them in the face because I was ashamed of myself too.

I stood up, cleaned myself up and left for the basketball court. That is where the team meets every day after school. We had a big game coming up and so I had to show up for training. I didn't want coach calling my parents again.

"Hey girly! Hurry you are late for practice or are you going to stand there and cry?"
Jason shouted immediately I entered and the whole team burst into laughter.

I ignored them and went ahead. I was ready to let them tease me. I understood their worry.

I'd always been a tough guy and they knew that. They just couldn't understand why I was behaving this way. In this situation, I also wished I could be as strong as everybody knew me to be.

Be the guy who could get through anything. The guy who breezes through hard times and doesn't give a damn about what others feel especially girls.

The guy who was so independent, so strong and so willed.

I wish I could be as numb as I was before. The guy who didn't feel. The guy who didn't care. The selfish, self-centred guy who couldn’t care less about what anyone had to say. The guy who had taken advantage of girls and haven't let a single one of them tie him down before.

But actually, I wasn't anymore. I didn't know what Savannah had done to me but I'd fallen very deep for her.

I felt like I wanted to give everything up for her. Like I just wanted to be a better guy just so I could be more worthy of her love.

But It was of no use. She had proven to me time and again that she had no interest in me.

My heart was broken. It felt like it was in pieces, and every piece has a sharp end. These edges poked at me from the inside every time I moved. Even every time I breathed.

I was completely broken.

For days I skipped school and went back to my old ways.

Late night parties at Club Ecstasy, doing drugs, having sex with girls every now and then and getting myself into fights.

It felt good. Well at least until I got beaten into a pulp one night when I went out clubbing with the guys and got arrested.

Everything was going well as usual. We were having fun, dancing, drinking and hitting on girls then Chris grabbed a girl by butt not knowing her boyfriend was around.
The guy saw what happened and he was really pissed.

"Hey! Why did you touch her for?" he came at us.

"Back off! It was just a touch deal with it." I offered.

"What if I  can't deal with it Huh?" he took a step closer and gave his beer to one guy beside him. Chris and I walked closer to him as well.

In that frozen second between standoff and fighting, I could see his eyes gleaming with anger.  He kept on looking at our faces and we stared right back into his. They were unreadable and with no fear.

Chris stood there, arms folded over his chest and ready to fight. Clearly, he didn't fear but I wish I could say the same.

Before I could utter another word, the guy had attacked. His balled fist collided with my cheekbone, flaying my neck backward like a banana tree caught in the wind.

I stumbled and fell. A sudden gush of pain jolted throughout my body. My Jaw ached and my tongue was soaked in the taste of blood.

Bruised and in pain, I held on to the foot of a chair nearby. I pulled myself up ready to fight again then the club owner rushed in.

“What the hell!” he cried, the confusion reigning in his eyes “Do you people want to get yourselves arrest___ ”

"Everybody down! Police!"

It was too late.

For those of us still wondering, I decided to tell this episode from Jeff's point of view.

For three episodes we've got to meet Sav.

Some of us love her already whiles some of us don't but we haven't met Jeff yet.

Sav has always been telling the story and so I felt it would be great If we could hear Jeff speak or talk about how he was feeling about the whole thing too.

Besides this episode was clearly his to tell.

Love him or hate him?
Let's get the conversation going. 😉

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