Life After You.

Chapter four(:

Heyy guys,

Fourth chapter... nuff said(; lol

XOXO

Keagann<3

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I zone back in and smile at him, loving that memory. We pulled into his driveway, grabbing my bag and getting out. I ran up to his front door and running into the empty house. His parents were never home but my mom doesn't know that. I put my bag on the floor in the living room before crashing on the couch. For about twenty minutes I laid there as Jake got the ice cream and movies ready, thinking about my day. God, whenever Braiden comes back into my life, it gets interesting again. Just as I was falling a sleep, I was awoken by Jake mving my feet off the couch so he had room to sit. He turned to me after setting the ice cream on the coffee table and putting in the movie 'the hangover' and said:

"You okay?"

"Yeah," I said laying my head on his shoulder and eating a spoon full of mint chocolate ice cream. We stayed like this all night, just talking, eating ice cream, and watching movies.

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I spent until new years at jakes house, which my mom really didnt have a problem with. When Jake dropped me off at my house on the 31st it was snowing like crazy. I walk into the house, smelling burnt cookies and fire extinguisher gas. Oh no, moms trying to bake again. I walk into the kitchen cautiously, last time I walked in here and it smelled like this, we had to refurbish. When I got there, the stove was a little tarnished but nothing a little paint can't cover. But when I saw who was getting the cookies out of the oven, I stopped dead in my tracks. Braiden. I quickly look myself over:

Hair: up in a messy bun, unwashed.

Outfit: sweatpants, white tee, and sand colored uggs

Make up: non-existent

Smell: OH GOD. I smell like axe and ranch flavored doritos.

I tried to leave quickly before he saw me but it was to late, he had already turned around and noticed me. My mom looked up from the paper and at me before saying:

"Hey sweetie, did you have fun at jakes?"

"Yup," I said fast.

"Good," she said with a smile before looking back down. I was about to leave when she said, "oh and get cleaned up, Braiden invited us to his families new years party."

I looked at her and then up at Braiden, who had the same look on his face as me. Shocked. He let a sight smile play on his lips before I grunted and ran upstairs. I got a shower, shaving my legs and arms, washing my hair and body until i smelled like pomiganate, then got out. I ran to my room, sure as hell that braiden was still down stairs. I shut and locked my door before I put on a strapless push up bra and a thong. I stood there looking at my clothes before picking out a pair of dark washed skinny jeans, a cropped gray sweater that shows some belly and was a little tight, showing off both my shoulders, my black belt and my red pumps. I put it on before doing my make up, a slight smokey eye with light tinted lip gloss. Then my hair, curled in perfect ringlets that fell down my back. I stood infront of the full length mirror looking at myself. Total slut. Totally what I'm going for, I thought with a slight smile as I looked at myself. I then put on my vanilla deoturant and pure seduction perfume from Victoria secret. I walk down stairs right as my mom was about to call my name. She barely looks at me before turning away and saying:

"You look nice." I see the tears building up in her eyes. Everytime I came down stairs looking like this, she always gets worked up and it's because I'm growing up (in her words) way to fast. She turns back around and said: