After school, Jake drove us home. We went inside and were greeted by our parents. I smiled, happy to see my mom.
"Hey guys. How was school?" My mom asked.
"It was good." I said happily, "How was your trip?"
"It was good. Long and tiring, though."
"Oh. Maybe you should get some rest then," I told her. She agreed then, gave us a hug and kiss, then went to her room. John did the same.
I went to my room, and Jake followed. I sat on my bed, and he did the same. He was being really quiet.
"Do you want to do something? Maybe go out somewhere?" he asked.
"Um, sure. What do you have in mind?" I asked.
"I'll surprise you. Let's go," He said, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the door.
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"What flavor? Vanilla, Chocolate, or Strawberry?"
"I'm not sure. Which one tastes better to you?" I asked nervously
"I like chocolate," He said, smiling.
"Um, okay. Chocolate then," I said, smiling slightly.
The lady handed us our ice cream cones. Jake paid for them then we walked out hand in hand.
He led us through the park, and we sat on a bench and ate our ice cream. I smiled in happiness at everything. I mean, yeah, he was mean at first. But everything is perfect now. I mean, yeah he is kind of strict, but I love him. At least, I think.
"What are you thinking about?" Jake asked me.
"You," I answered honestly.
"What about me?" He asked.
"I love this side of you. How come you are so nice now?" I told him.
"I don't know." He said.
"Will you always stay this way? For me. Please," I said softly.
"I can't promise you that." he said.
"Why not?"
"Look. Just drop it," he said in anger.
I dropped it. I just hope he doesn't get mad at me. I like it when he is nice to me. It makes me feel special.
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The Stepbrother
No FicciónLittle Taylor Hawkins is only fourteen years old. Since his father just recently died, he has to live with his mother and her husband. A new state, a new town, and a new brother... Little does he know, his stepbrother wants him, and what he wants, h...
