His own fault. Great, so the one time Jay chooses to blame himself, he's completely wrong.

"It wasn't your fault, dumbass," he snaps, his tone alarmingly harsh. "If she saw me, she already knew."

He pulls out his phone and shoots it a glum look. Her and Johnny, looks like - great. Wonderful. So his other self is apparently completely intent on butchering any tentative friendships he's formed, right on top of making his life living hell.

He thought, maybe, since it was different here - he thought there was chance that it -

Stupid hope. He scowls, shoving the phone away again. Stupid boy. Stupid, desperate boy. You know you don't deserve it.