Heartbreak Lover (Broken Hearts Academy #2) - C.R. Jane Page 0,10

Whatever was between us is broken, and I have no intention of ever repairing it.”

He pulled off his hat and grabbed at his hair, frustrated. “If I don’t remember something, how can I fix it?”

I blinked rapidly at him. “There’s no fixing anything. I don’t want anything to do with you. I don’t want to speak to you. I don’t want to see you. Just stay away from me.”

I took off down the hallway, running as fast as my ruined leg could take me. It seemed to be hurting even more in his presence, a reminder of that night that would never go away.

“I’ll find a way to fix whatever I’ve done,” he called after me.

I shook my head as I slipped into the girls’ bathroom, hot tears of shame, fury, and grief streaming down my face.

I’d never thought he’d wake up. Not once in those two years, when I’d sat in that hospital room and apologized over and over again, did I ever think that it would happen.

I’d thought then that I’d do anything if he would just wake up.

But evidently, I had limits. Because doing anything didn’t include ever letting Caiden Parker back into my life.

I skipped classes for the rest of the day.

5

The campus was abuzz about the twins’ return. Caiden had never been to school here, but he was a legend among the student body, first for his sports’ prowess, then for his coma, and now…for his remarkable recovery.

It had been a week, and I felt like I was going mad. He was everywhere. Walking with Jackson, walking with a group of loyal followers he’d already procured, walking too close to me.

The pain of seeing him with Jackson was sharp and aching. Not because their brotherly bond seemed to have been resurrected in the face of his memory loss, but because there had been a time that I’d been right there with them.

Or at least, that’s what I tried to tell myself.

If I was being honest with myself, then I would admit that the reason it hurt so bad was because Caiden’s presence ensured that Jackson Parker would never be mine again. And even though I’d been the one to push him away…time had been a bitch in reminding me of all his good traits and making me forget why I’d pushed him so far from me that night in the first place.

It also was agonizing because sometimes, I dreamed what it would have been like to have Jackson on my side for the past two years, for him to know what had really happened, and to have been just as hurt and angry on my behalf as he’d been on his brother’s behalf when he’d thought that I’d tricked both of them.

I woke up groggily with a dry mouth and the smell of antiseptic burning my nostrils. All I could hear were loud beeps as I tried to figure out what had happened.

An image of Caiden’s fist flying towards my face had bile rising up somehow from what must have been an empty stomach. I heard his anger reverberating through the Jeep cabin and felt the sharp pain of bones breaking in my body as he took out his pain on me. I remembered him ripping through the streets, the downpour of rain beating on the roof. I remembered the panic and then the crash of metal breaking and bending.

We’d been in an accident. Caiden had beat the shit out of me after finding out about Jackson and I.

I tried to move, and pain sliced through me. Only then did I become truly aware of the situation I was in. Bandages covered my whole body. My leg was in a heavy cast. Wires and tubes extended out of me everywhere.

I began to cry, dry, racking sobs. Was Caiden all right? Did he look like me right now?

And where was Jackson?

I’d been alone plenty in my life. I’d accepted it in fact as a permanent part of my life, even with the presence of the twins. But I’d never felt as alone as I did right now, waking up in this hospital room, with injuries that I knew must be severe, completely and utterly by myself.

I let myself feel the pain for a few minutes, and then I pressed the nurse button on the side of the bed, even that small act sending shockwaves of hurt through my ribs from the movement.

A few seconds passed, and then a plump, sweet looking nurse with grey streaked, chestnut