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The Runaways ; Thirty-Seven

Cher

The past month has been very hard for me. I was on the edge about every little thing. I was so scared to be by myself around people that I didn't know. I always needed one of the boys to be with me. After everything that Dylan put me through, I've been so scared to get close to anybody.

I thought that I could trust him, I thought that he was a great person, but it turns out that I was wrong and I learned that you can't trust anybody. You may think you know a person but it turns out that they're this whole other person. Dylan's other person just happened to be a monster.

Things between Jack and I have been going really good lately. Ever since that night, he's been really good to me. He's always there for me when I need him and I really appreciate that. 

For the first two weeks, we were just friends and nothing more than that. But after a little while, we decided to get back together.

"Babe!" I heard Jack yell from downstairs. "Can you come down here for a minute?"

I slowly made my way down the stairs to see Jack holding up a bright pink paper. "Prom, huh?" he asked and I nodded my head slowly. "Who exactly do you plan on going with since it says that it's only students allowed."

"Oh my God," I gasped. "I totally forgot about Prom! I've been so busy with finals and everything that I totally forgot. And I don't know, I might go with this kid from my history class. I'm not sure yet."

He rolled his eyes and looked at me. "You're not going, not if I'm not going with you. I'm sorry, babe, but it's not happening."

"Jack!" I exclaimed. "Why not? I went back to high school to get the experience of being a senior! Prom is a part of that experience! In case you forgot, I never got to attend mine last year."

He scoffed lightly. "That is not my fault, in case you forgot."

"I can't believe you, Jack!" I exclaimed. I didn't even want to continue this conversation so I turned around and went back up the stairs. 

It's not like it was absolutely positive that I was going with someone, why's he being a dick about it? He knows how bad I want this. I don't see what the problem is going with a friend that's in the same situation as me; his girlfriend doesn't go to the same school as him.

I was laying on my bed, watching Family Guy, when I felt a lump start to grow in my throat. Am I really about to cry over something that's not even upsetting? Peter is just sitting on the ground next to the mail box, holding his knee.

What is wrong with me? Oh shit, that's right, it's almost time for my visitor that stops by once a month and stays for a week straight. 

I got off of my bed and went over to the bathroom to check and see if I had any tampons or pads but to my luck, I ran out.

I don't feel like going to the store right now. All of the other guys were out and I didn't want to talk to Jack right now. Especially not when he's in a bad mood but I clearly have no other choice.

I quickly pulled out my phone and called his number. After two rings, he answered. "What, Cher?"

"Well, hello to you too," I replied sarcastically. "I really need you to do me a favor, though."

He let out a sigh. "Okay, what do you want?"

"Can you please, please, please run down to Walgreens and pick me up some pads or tampons?" I asked.

"Um, yeah sure, I'll be back in ten minutes."

***

I walked out of the bathroom after I finished cleaning myself up and I was really surprised to see Jack sitting on the edge of my bed. "Oh, hey?" I said but it came out as more of a question.

"Fuck, I'm sorry, Cher. If you want to go to Prom, go ahread. Have fun! Go with that guy or whatever - as long as you two aren't doing anything, I don't care. I know that I can trust you it's just that I don't trust other people. I'm scared that one day, you will meet someone way worse than Dylan and you end up seriously hurt. I don't want to lose you, I can't even think about what life will look like without you in it."

As I got closer to him, I realize that his eyes were red and he was pouting. Aw, my big baby. I stood in between his legs and wrapped my arms around his neck, which resulted into him placing his hands on my waist.

"Babe, don't worry. You won't ever lose me, I promise."

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