Hope

Chapter 7

» Blake's Point Of View

I woke up to sun shining in my eyes, in a car.

Shit, who's car is this?

Jace.

He's not here.

His things are here. Wait, what if it's not Jace? What if it's some dude from the party last night?

Crisps! My head hurts.

"About time you wake up, I watched the sun rise." Jace got into the driver's seat, startling me.

"Well, you should've woke me up." He started the car engine, "so how many cups did you have last night?"

"I lost count after 8." I mentioned, putting my hand over my eyes to cover the sun.

"We're getting breakfast then I will send you home." He starts driving down the cliff that overlooked the city.

"And i know your head hurts, and our breaths stinks so we're gonna stop by the store."

"You know you can just drive me home and I can settle everything from there-- My Dad must be freaking out-"

"Ok firstly, calm down. I would've drove you home last night, but I don't know where your new house is. And I know if I were to drove you home drunk, you're gonna get grounded. So I texted your Dad that you're staying over the Collins'. He remember us right?"

"Yeah, he does-- How do you know my phone password?"

Jace laughs, "you drunktard. You told me."

Crisps, what else did I say?

"Secondly, I know you don't eat when you're home, Anderson. So I am bringing you to eat, somewhere nice." He smiles.

My eyes immediately flick to look at him; he remembers that I always skip meals.

"Lastly, Anderson. I got everything planned out, just relax and remember that you owe me one."

I roll my eyes at him, "yeah I owe you big time." I admitted in a low tone.

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"I still feel like shit." I lay my head on the table.

Jace flicks my forehead, "order what you wanna eat."

I sat up and look down at the menu, "I don't feel like-" Jace glares at me.

"You're eating, or you really owe me big time, Blake Anderson."

I froze in my spot, "yes, you drunktard, you told me your real goddamn name. B.A.A like the sheep!" He mocks my voice.

"Blake Alexandra Anderson. I don't understand why you are using Alexandra instead of Blake, it's such a nicer name."

"Blake Anderson..." He continues to murmur.

"Jace Thomas Collins," he groans and rolls his eyes at me. "You still remember?"

"Of course, why would I forget?" I laughed.

"Hi, may I take your order?"

"Erh... I will get the pancakes set." I say, looking at the waitress while Jace is glaring at me.

Flashback
4 Years Ago

"The match was fun, wasn't it?" Jace ask as all of us walk to Eve's Restaurant after an outside basketball match with strangers older- and some younger than us.

"Better eat dinner, Anderson." Jace whispers in my ear.

We enter the restaurant, I held onto Jace's arm as we walk to a table that we always sit at.

Eve's Restaurant is popular in our town, but also a lot of crimes was committed here. Majorly, all sexual assault cases.

Jace, being caring as he is, always told me to hold his arm.

It became a thing between us now.

"Hey, nice to see you guys. Eating, Alex?" Eve ask.

"Of course she is," Jace answered for me.

"You're so annoying." Eve slap the back of his head with her notebook, "hey!" Jace frowns at her.

End Of Flashback

After our breakfast, that involved a lot of catching up. We went to the place we always go when we were kids.

We went out of our small town, and head over where the games are. Arcades, stuffed toys and everything else basically.

When we turn 13, and started going out of town on our own, we explored some of the places.

We get to know the place and the people so well.

When I got out of the car, the strong wind blew my hair covering my face.

"Oh crisps, this always happens." I groan, tying my hair up into a ponytail.

I walk down the slope, watching every step I take.

"Be careful now," Jace says, coming next to my side.

"Do you want to stay here till night?" He ask, walking faster than me now.

"We have school tomorrow, and we have homes to go to, Jace." I muttered.

"We can back on Friday night if you want," I suggested with a shrug.

"It's only us two though, I want to show you something-- not tonight, Friday night."

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"Home!" I shouted, taking my boots off.

"Hey baby sis, Dad is out for a few days." Alexander says when I walk up to the second floor.

"Where did he go?" I ask, walking into my room.

"He went out with his buds from back in his days... It's nice since the divorce, he had nothing to do." Alex sighs.

He stood by the doorway, "did the party last for like two whole days?" He squint his eyes at me.

"No, I got drunk and was with Jace Collins." I say honestly. I threw my boots to the side of my room and took out all my bracelets.

"Oh your ex-boyfriend." He laughs, "he isn't." I shot a glare at him.

"Yeah whatever, sis." His laughter then slowly die off, "wait, you were drunk?! Did he do anything to you?"

I sigh and look at my dearest brother, "where's Max?"

"Sleeping." He pointed to the back, he took a step forward into my room.

"What did Jace do to you?"

"Nothing! Crisps!" I throw my hands up in the air and went to check on Max.

"It's 6.30pm, why is he sleeping so early?" I ask Alex in a soft tone.

"He played basketball the whole entire day," he rushed his sentence.

"So you and Jace alone?"

"Alexander Rose Anderson," I called his full name.

"I told you not to call my full name ever, Blake Alexandra Anderson."

Our argument is never ending.