Part Eight

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Jakes P.O.V.

We come to a stoplight and I still don't know where I'm going.

I look over at Vanna and she's sound asleep. I wanna lean over and kiss her on the cheek, but she looks so peaceful I don't wanna take the chance in waking her up.

The light turns green and I decide that I'll take her to my house. I take a sharp right and Vanna whimpers in her sleep I hope she's okay after everything she's been through mostly because of me.

Honestly I'm a little shocked that they didn't send her to a rehab so she could recover from her destructive state.

Savanna P.O.V.

*I step off the chair as all my friends Come running towards me screaming and crying. What have I done? I hear a destroyed and broken voice, that I'm sure belongs to Bella, scream "nooooo!"  I hear the sirens screaming from outside. Then everything goes black and I can hear nothing. I feel my body fall then go limp....*

Jakes P.O.V.

I look over at Vanna as she shoots up out of her seat. She is sitting straight up with tears pouring down her face. She is completely covered in sweat, and she is breathing like she just ran a marathon. Must've been a night mare.

I reach over to grab her hand. As soon as I come in contact with her skin she flinches. She quickly recovers  and let's me hold her hand. "Are you okay, Vanna." I ask her trying to stay focused on the road. "Uh yeah it was just a bad dream." She heaves. "What was it about?" I push, worried about her. "Nothing it's fine I promise." She tries to smile at me, but she fails as more unwelcomed tears stream down her face. "No its not fine you just woke up like you'd been murdered." I urge her to tell me what her dream was about. "Nothing it was just a uh like uh flashback from the other day okay, that's all I wanna say about it." She huffs more tears falling onto her chest. Without thinking I reach my hand out to catch her tears and wipe her eyes. "No more. I'm here." I say looking at her to catch her smile.

"Why." She sniffles.

What? "Why what baby?"

"Why do you love me so much?" She questions me.

"I honestly don't know what it is Vanna. Maybe it's your hair, or your smile. Maybe it's your eyes, maybe even your ass. I don't know but I do know that I fell for you and I fell pretty dam hard." I burst into laughter as I realize just how cheesy that sounds.

"Whatever." She coughs in between laughs.

"But seriously the moment I saw you I fell in love with you.... I guess you can say it was love at first sight." I look at her meaning every word. "You completely ignored me. You didn't even know that I was alive up until the day I ran into you in the hall way. Then you started hanging out with some guys that live down the street from me over the summer. So I seen you a lot, then one day you got the balls to ask me out.  So if you fell in love with me the first time you saw me how come you didn't pay attention to me." I laugh at the thought of Jake liking me that much. "You mean to tell me you've liked me since kindergarten but didn't ask me out until the summer of my eleventh grade year." I question him. "That isn't what I meant Vanna, God you can be a bitch sometimes. I've liked you since like sixth grade, but then I thought I was uh well to cool for you." She looks at me with a little bit of pain in her eyes.

"Well you have only got cooler so you must be way to cool for me now." I can tell she's enjoying herself. Well its my turn to have a little fun.

"If I'm to cool for you, I sure as hell wouldn't have let you get off by fucking my fingers. Oh and not to mention the way you sucked my dick like a popsicle." I burst into laughter when I look at her face. Her face is blood red and her jaw is on the floor board.  "Wha-" she begins but I cut her off. "I'm just messing you should have seen your face." I laugh even louder as she gaped at me.

Savanna P.O.V.

He sits there practically dying of laughter. "Your nasty." Is all I can manage. "Don't you just have a mouth full." He laughs at his terrible joke. "Oh my god, Jake." As soon as I say it I realize how bad it sounds. He grins again. I brace myself for another bad joke, knowing what's going through his perverted mind. "That's what she said." He laughs yet again. 

"Haha." I smile at him.

We ride in silence, and all that I can think of is the dream and how worried he was about me. Maybe this man that has never loved anyone before due to his pride, just maybe he is capable of actually loving me. Maybe.

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