Chapter 3

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The rest of the week was pretty weird. Jacob was sick and wasn't at school. That Friday night he came over .

"Kriztian!" He yelled as I opened the door. He kissed my forehead and walked in. "What's up with you?" I asked nervously. "Oh, nothing. Just in a great mood." The smell of alcohol escaped with his breath. "Ugghhh! Jacob are you drunk?!" I screamed furiously. He giggled almost falling to the ground.

I got him to the couch. He started mumbling stuff, but I couldn't understand him. Jacob why did you do it? I asked. "Do what my Love?" Jacob smirked as his eyes closed.

He was so wasted that he was out in like half an hour. Mom wouldn't care if stayed the night on our couch so I just left him and went up stairs.

My mind was racing. Jacob NEVER acted this way. Why now? I haven't seen him in a week and now all of a sudden he shows up drunk.

The next Morning I woke up to the TV from down stairs. Jacob hadn't left. I slowly and quietly  went down stairs. He turned even though I hadn't mad a single noise.

   "Morning Sunshine!" he slightly yelled.

I gave him a weird look, "Morning. You want breakfast?"

"Your sister and mom went to get some," he said.

I just sat next to him and stared right at his perfect face. He knew I was to, because he turned to me. Without hesatation he leaned over and kissed me. "Oh, Sweet Baby Jesus! He just kissed me!" I thought.

My heart was racing. Something was weird. There was a bad vibe. I looked up to gaze in to his eyes, yet they weren't the beautiful green. They were peircing red.

I know I haven't written in a LONG time, but I had reasons and I'm back now! I plan to write more often so be ready! Thanks for reading .

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