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I was watching TV, suffocating in my room. I need some fresh air. I need to do something active. The park? Sounds good to me.
"Going to the park." I yell as I grab my phone from the charger and go downstairs to leave the house.
The park was only like 3 blocks away from my house. Once I get there I play on the swing like a 4 year old. A little girl about 7 years old starts to get on the swing a few feet away.
"Can you swing me, please?" She finally asks after like 5 minutes.
"Yeah, sure." I get up and start to swing her. Suddenly someone pulls me back and covers my eyes.
"Guess who?" They say in a super sexy voice.
"Jeremy?" I say with the biggest smile on my face. I turn around, but all my hopes and dreams fall to the ground as I'm faced with the devil himself, Jason.
Our faces are inches apart. He wraps his arms around my waist. My mind is yelling at me to push him away, but I don't.
"Uh...hi." I say as I finally pull him away from me. I look back at the little girl who is staring at us. " I have to go, sweetie. I am sorry."
"Its ok." She says as she walks to her mom, who is sitting on the bench, texting on her phone.
I hate parents like that. I can litteraly kidnapp this girl and she wouldn't even notice. Then later on they are crying about how their child is missing. On the next day the kids body is on the news and the mother is sobbing in tears wishing she never left the kids sight.
Inconsiderate bitch.
It happens a lot. Expecially with small kids that will get in a van if you give them three pieces of candy.
"What's wrong?" Jason asks.
"These parents." I gesture to the woman. "Look at this lady. Her phone is more important that her kid. I can take that kid home with me and kill her. And she wouldn't know. Parent like these piss me off. With kids you cant just throw them a toy and expect everything to be ok. Expecially in public. Just look at her! What could possibly be more important than your own kid?" I say in frustration.
" I feel you." He says. A part of me is mad. Is that really all he has to say? 'I feel you'? Like what the hell is that?
"Whatever!" I roll my eyes.
"What?"
"'I feel you'? Thats one of the lines that guys say when they aren't paying attention, when they honestly dont care, and when they zone out and dont know what to say. So, no. You dont 'feel me'? Im not stupid, I know how a guy thinks, especially you."
"No, Vicki. You've got it all wrong. I get where you are coming at. Parents are given a beautiful gift, and they dont bother to take care of it. They don't realize that once you lose your gift. You never get it back. If I lost my special gift, I..." He trails off. "I would give up everything just to find it." He says finally.
Oh my god. Maybe I was wrong about Jason. I didnt think he cared so much.
"What if you found your gift, but it was smashed and destroyed left lying on the street. What would you do?" I just have to asks.
"Then thats it." He shrugs "My life is officially over. The only thing I love is destroyed. So yeah, I get you. Having something so valuable be taken and destroyed hurts. I feel you."
I smile. We sit on the ground under a tree. I lean in and rest my head on his chest, which is a bad idea, but I could care less about what my conscience says.
I notice that he tenses up. I dont know what im doing and I know that I shouldn't be doing it. But right now. I just wanna be snuggled into Jason. He's not a bad guy.
Or at least he's not as bad as I portray him to be.
I eventually fall asleep and Jason falls asleep with me.He wakes me up by stroking my hair hours later. My butt is sore from siting on the ground and my back hurts from leaning into Jason.
"I got to go. Its 10'o'clock." I get off of him. I get up and walk home with Jason, but Brianna catches me at the door of my house.
"I met Jason at the park. He was just walking me home." I tell her. I walk past her and upstairs to my room where I take a shower and go to bed. Jason and Brianna stay downstairs and talk.
Jason is a really cool guy. I may have misjudged him personality but he did cheat on his girlfriend...my sister...with me.
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My Sister's Boyfriend (Still Editing)
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