After Jake left my room I drifted to sleep, I dreamt of him. His dark tortured eyes or his dark hair and gorgeous body. I was dreaming about his lips how he played with his lip ring when he was deep in thought.
Suddenly I was awake, looking around my room to see what woke me up and I see a figure sitting at the end of my bed.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you" Jake says. I look at my clock to see its almost 2:00am.
"Jake, what are you doing here?"I ask. What if he found out he's leaving now and this is him saying goodbye? No I can't handle that, I don't want to have to handle that.
"I-I came to see you" he says sheepishly. I move over to the end of my bed to sit by him. I wrap the blanket around me to cover my body and bruises showing underneath my tank top and little shorts.
"I need to tell you something" he says to me slowly. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what he is going to say and I don't want to hear it.
I sigh and look down at my lap "I already know what your going to say and I don't want to hear it. It doesn't matter, can you just leave now I have school in the morning and need to sleep" I lie, no way I'm going to school. I just don't want him to know how much it hurts to know he's leaving.
He looks up at me confused "what? How do you know?" He asks.
I laugh a humorless laugh "come on after what you said today it doesn't take a rocket scientist. Now why don't you just leave? I don't want to deal with this. Bye" I say and move back to my spot in bed and lay down. I watch him as he sits there seemingly frozen then his body gets stiff and he walks out without glancing back at me.
Without realizing it, I start to cry again. He is leaving me, that's the end, the first guy I've ever wanted is leaving me. I don't understand how I let myself be so stupid. I was falling for Jake. After only a couple days and I'm already falling for him?! Pathetic!
Slowly I drift back to sleep and my dreams are haunted with much more painful nightmares of a storm stealing Jake away from me.
Because the storm that is my life did steal him away from me.
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My Badboy Story
Teen FictionA quiet girl named Avery with many problems of her own meets a Badboy who turns out to be not so bad. He finds out about her life and sets out to help her no matter what. Neither of them want love but they might not get a choice. Warning: mature co...
