even if you and Jake were in a relationship for probably more than two years now, even if you loved him more than your heart could could admit, you wanted to break up

his parents weren't the best. From the start, they didn't like you but you didn't pay much attention to it. Until it started to escalate.

first it was dirty looks, then snarky comments where Jake would never fail to defend you and then came the arguments and fights. You didn't want this, you couldn't stand seeing him get hurt. He'd come to school with a bandage, yet his smile would immediately lighten up the second he saw you

you hated it. You hated how his parents were, how they would act towards him purely cause he's in a relationship with someone they didn't like

he didn't care, you did.

you tried everything to get him to break up with you, begging, annoying him, talking to him, becoming a bad girlfriend, and even through all of that he stayed, patiently waiting for you to stop your little plans and just be the girl he fell in love with

but you couldn't stand it. You couldn't see him get hurt cause of you. So you took the worst choices of them all— erasing his memory of you

it wasn't easy, but sometimes, loving someone means letting go