Hey sweeties.
So been driving to school lately ya know, got this adorable PT Cruiser because I’m short and that car is like made for smaller sized people. Anyway I park by my best friend Ashley or near her if my spot is taken, and the other day there was this big dent on my side door!!! And it’s not like it was in a spot that was easy to hit. No the dent is right kind of behind the side mirror where a door can’t hit so someone had to have done something to it that couldn’t have been accidental. I think I would be madder if my car was brand new but Link (my baby’s name) is still new to me but that’s beside the point!! Someone hurt my baby!!!!!!
Well that’s really all I have to say.
Here’s the chapter.
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Chapter Nine Headaches and Heart Break
-Jane-
Light slashed over my closed eyes. My head felt as if something was trying to claw its way out of it. Groaning I lifted a hand to my forehead and sat up. Where the hell was I? I blinked away the blurriness and realized that I was in Derek’s bedroom.
The door opened and Derek walked in holding a tray with water and some pills. “Good you’re awake.”
“What happened last night?” I sat up more and leaned against the headboard. “And what happened to my clothes?” I asked noticing that I was in an old t shirt of Derek’s.
“What do you remember?” He set the tray on the headboard and handed me the pills and water.
I greedily drank down the water. “I remember going out with Zoe and then the bartender was really sweet and gave me a few drinks…Did I get arrested?”
“If I hadn’t come along you might have been. How the hell did you get into a club like that?”
“Zoe knew a guy.” I laid back down pulling the pillow over my head blocking out the light.
“Yeah knew a guy.” He said sarcastically. “What were you thinking?” He asked angrily.
“Shh you’re so loud.” I mumbled from under the covers. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I just wanted to have some fun.”
“What kind of fun was that supposed to be? You were dancing up on a bar with some slutty little outfit on drunk off your ass. Were you trying to get raped?!” He yelled harshly.
“No!” I started crying and I had no clue why. The edge of the bed dipped as Derek sat next to me. He ran over where he must have assumed my head was comfortingly.
“I was really worried about you.”
“I’m sorry.” I cried.
“Don’t ever do that again ok? Promise me.”
I sat up and leaned against his chest as he wound his arms around me. “I promise.” I sniffled.
“Let’s do something today just you and me.”
I looked up at him confused. “But what about Charlene?”
“I’m sure she will find something to do. Today is a you and me day.”
“Really?” I asked joyfully.
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