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His Earthly Desire
His Earthly Desire
Author: Ammiee

The Rejection

Author: Ammiee
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-08 20:43:02

‎“No, I don’t want to be your boyfriend.”

‎Jayden’s voice echoed through the empty hallway like a whip. The words were sharp—too sharp. They sliced straight through me, leaving a sting that no amount of pretending could cover.

‎For a second, I just stood there, smiling like a fool, waiting for him to laugh and say he was joking. He didn’t. His face was serious, distant. He shoved his hands in his pockets like my confession was nothing more than an inconvenience.

‎It felt like the world stopped.

‎All the courage I’d gathered for weeks—months—crumbled in an instant.

‎I had imagined this moment so differently. Graduation night. Caps flying. Hearts full of hope. I thought maybe, finally, after years of silent pining, I’d get my fairytale ending. Instead, I got rejection, straight from the boy I’d loved since middle school.

‎Jayden Roberts. The boy who could ruin me with a single glance.

‎I’d known him since our parents introduced us. Since the day he walked into my life with that infuriatingly perfect smile. He had this way of making people feel seen, and yet… I was always the one watching from the sidelines. Watching him laugh with other girls. Watching him hug them. Sometimes, even kiss them. And I’d swallow the jealousy like it was nothing.

‎He walked away without another word, leaving me standing there with my heart in pieces.

‎“Hey, babe!” Maya’s voice snapped me out of my spiraling thoughts. She bounded toward me, her energy a bright contrast to my dull ache. She was dressed to kill—tight dress, bold lipstick, hair bouncing with every step. “So… how’s our boyfriend?”

‎I forced a laugh. “I wish.”

‎She froze. “Wait… hold on. He rejected you?”

‎I nodded, feeling my throat tighten around the word.

‎Her mouth dropped open. “But Melissa, he’s been giving you every shade of I want you lately.”

‎“Maybe I misread it,” I whispered, staring at the ground. My voice sounded small, pathetic.

‎Maya’s expression softened instantly. She grabbed my shoulders, shaking me gently. “Forget him. Tonight, we party. It’s graduation, babe. You’re not wasting it over a boy.”

‎I sighed. “Party in what? I have nothing to wear.”

‎She gasped dramatically. “Excuse me? Have you forgotten who your best friend is?” Her grin turned wicked. “I’ve got you.”

‎---

‎An hour later, I barely recognized myself. Maya had dragged me through her closet like a hurricane, settling on a black off-shoulder dress that hugged me in all the right places. She curled my hair, swiped a bit of gloss on my lips, and attempted eyeliner on me twice before giving up and doing it herself.

‎By the time we arrived at the party, music was pounding through the walls, lights flashing like we’d stepped into a different world. The air smelled of perfume, sweat, and alcohol. It should’ve been fun.

‎But then the whispers started.

‎The stares.

‎The snickers.

‎“Oh my God, that’s the girl who got rejected,” one girl whispered loudly as she passed.

‎“She actually asked a Greek god out,” her friend sneered, laughter trailing behind them like perfume.

‎My stomach twisted into knots.

‎“Don’t you dare,” Maya warned, reading my face like a book. “Let them talk. We’re here to get drunk, not depressed.”

‎I forced a grin. “Fine. Drunk it is.”

‎We grabbed drinks. One glass became two. Two became four. The room blurred pleasantly, and my heartbreak dulled into a warm, tipsy haze.

‎“Babe!” Stiles, Maya’s boyfriend, called out from across the room.

‎Maya’s face lit up. “Don’t look at me like that,” she laughed, squeezing my hand. “I’ll be back soon.”

‎“You’re leaving me?” I pouted dramatically.

‎“You’re not alone. There are a hundred people here. Mingle. Drink. Dance. Just don’t disappear, okay?”

‎“Yes, boss,” I said, rolling my eyes playfully.

‎And then I threw back another drink. And another. The bass thumped through my chest. My head buzzed. My limbs felt light, reckless. For the first time that night, I wasn’t thinking about Jayden.

‎Until I was.

‎---

‎“Ugh, I need to pee,” I muttered, stumbling down a dim hallway. The music faded behind me, replaced by distant chatter.

‎I pushed open the nearest door without knocking.

‎A group of boys sat inside, laughter and the smell of beer thick in the air. They looked up, surprised, but I didn’t care. The alcohol loosened the tight knot in my chest, and before I knew it, the words were spilling out.

‎“All I wanted… was for him to love me,” I slurred, tears blurring my vision. “Was I not good enough? How could he reject me like that?”

‎My chest cracked open, years of silent longing tumbling out in a messy wave. I staggered forward, collapsing onto the lap of one of the boys. My fists found his chest, weak but desperate, as if hitting him could somehow knock the pain out of me.

‎“Melissa…” he groaned, his voice strained. “God, your hands are heavy.”

‎That voice.

‎Familiar. Too familiar.

‎I froze. My blurred vision cleared just enough to see his face.

‎Jayden.

‎My breath hitched. My hands stilled on his chest.

‎“Jayden!!!” I screamed, half in horror, half in disbelief.

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