Chapter One-Hundred-and-Seventeen.

Jordan's P O V

I was a mess.

An emotional wreck at the same time a physical mess because my eyes were not only swollen and red from crying but were also darkened down to little above my chin with the smudges from my mascara.

I was still in that same state pacing around the place when my door flung open again.

"Mom please...." I said out in a weak and broken voice without even turning to see who it was and next, I heard short quick steps reach me from behind and before I could even think to turn so I could see who it is, the person's arms wrapped me from behind.

The matching best friend wristwatches we got for both our single asses some valentines ago that sat present on the person's wrist told me who it was and with teary eyes, I turned to face Her and cried into her shoulder while she slowly rubbed my back without saying a word.

"I'm so sorry." She whispered close to my ears and all I did was nod and wipe on my face with the back of my hand a little too violently.

"I don't know what