I'm Not Who You Think

Chapter 17: we're not broken, just bent.

The moment after we kissed,

Wasn't weird.

Or anything of the sort.

Jake didn't even really kiss me back.

He told me the next day it was,

Because I was so drunk.

I don't really remember what happened.

Or even how.

I remember waking up,

Seeing a clock that read 4:33.

I didn't really know where I was.

But the room looked so familiar.

I turned over,

And lying next to me was Jake.

He looked so peaceful and calm in his sleep.

I tried falling back asleep.

But thoughts kept racing my mind.

I kissed Jake.

I drank tons of alcohol...

Which contains tons of calories...

And I kissed Jake.

I touched the outline of my lower lip.

As if I'd suddenly feel it again.

I knew I wanted to kiss him.

Just not under these circumstances.

I stared at him for a few moments.

Two things could happen.

I could just let us happen.

Or I could walk away.

I looked at the clock once again.

And then back at Jake.

Maybe...

I could just make the choice in the morning.

For now,

I rolled back over and cuddled against him.

***

I awoke expecting it to be bright in the room.

But instead it was pitch black.

I looked at the clock,

And it was almost noon.

I wasn't curled up next to Jake anymore.

Instead, he was across the room,

Strumming slowly on a guitar.

It was the tune of a familiar song.

Baby Blue Eyes,

By A Rocket To The Moon.

I closed my eyes,

And just listened to him sing for a few minutes.

I sat up,

And saw him look my way,

With a small small on his face.

He set te guitar down,

And walked over to me.

"Good morning sleepy head,"

He greeted as he took a seat next to me.

I couldn't help but smile.

His voice was so soft,