"Woah, I don't know what you think, Jess, but I'm not some lovesick teenager." I get out of the car, thoroughly annoyed with her and this entire conversation.
We get into the apartment, and I head straight to my room, pushing the door closed, I breathe a sigh of aggravation when Jess pushes the door open.
“I know you’re not a teenager, but I also see the way your entire face changes when you talk about him. I saw it before, and I just saw it in the car. You’re gonna get hurt.” She walks close to me. “I love you babe, and I’m just worried about you.”
"I get that, the thing is I don't even know what's going on with us, so I don't want you jumping to conclusions." I start to get undressed, needing a shower and a nap. "Listen, I'm exhausted. Can we just table this discussion?"
"Yeah, no problem." She hugs me and walks out.
Jess is crazy.
There is no way I could see myself being with someone.
Not after the way that Tony hurt me.
I could never give anyone that control again.