Chapter 13

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{Jayson's P.O.V}

Damn! She freaking hit a nerve there. Why would she do that. I thought she was different. I thought she wasn't going to make fun of me. Why did i go there. I knew it was her house i could have just begged somebody to deliver the pizza. Well what else did i expect. I treated her like shit. And now i expect her to be nice to me. I wish i could right all the wrong i had done. Gosh! Every time i saw her i just felt so safe. It was like her eyes were totally a different world. A world free from evil and pain and suffering. I just couldn't stop looking at her eyes.

It was Christmas and i have to work all day. I bought my sister some dolls and new pair of shoes. I just wanted her to be happy. Gosh i gotta go to work. I hope she doesn't order pizza today. I mean she could. I don't really care anymore.
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{Shontaeya's P.O.V}

It was christmas and guess what. My parents were home. Oh lawd I've never been so happy. I woke up to the smell of food cooking. I thought it was the maids but it smelled like my dad's food. I saw him and ran down to hug him. I missed him so much. He missed me too i could see in his eyes. And my mom was watching tv. This is gonna be the best Christmas ever.
"Look at my girlfriend, all grown up" my dad said admiring me. And yes he called me his girlfriend ever since i was little. "You're growing up too fast, soon these boys are gonna be staring at you. I don't want that! I'm a jealous boyfriend".
Then you should stay home more often to make sure these boys don't steal you from me.
But i need to provide money for my girlfriend. He said holding my cheeks not wanting to continue the conversation knowing where it was heading to. I gave my mom a hug and she asked me about school and stuff. She always wanted to know about school. To make sure I wasn't being bullied.

We were having lunch when the my mom's pager started ringing. That meant she had to go to the hospital. Oh crap! I was having a nice Christmas so far. My mom looked at me knowing i was hurt, came over and gave me a kiss and ran off. I walked her to her car and after she drove of i just stood there in front of the garage. And i was looking at a blue figure walking towards me. Oh gosh it was Jayson! What in the world was he doing here. He was walking fast and holding a box of pizza in his hand, i moved back a little as he got nearer.
Chill, I'm not going to hurt you! He said looking a little hurt cos i moved back.
Why are you here? I didn't order pizza!
Uhm i... I jus wanted to uhm...
I made a move to walk into my house since he wasn't talking.
MERRY CHRISTMAS! Yes i just wanted to say merry christmas and give you this pizza. You can take it as a christmas gift from me.

Bwahahahaahahahahaaha!!! Oh gosh i was cracking up. This was funny. He bought me a Christmas gift. "The monster" that didn't have a heart.
What's so funny? Do you know girls are dying to get a gift from me and you are laughing at me.

Then take it to them girls. I don't want your pizza! Only God knows if it's poisoned. Ok now i think i hit a nerve, he looked so mad. I was walking away when he dragged me back and hugged me. Oh my gosh he freaking hugged me! And i wasn't having a panic attack. My heart was beating so fast I'm sure he could hear it. One of his hands was on my hair and the other was holding the pizza. I couldn't hug him back. He hugged me tighter and buried his head in my neck. It really felt warm and safe with him. He smelled like my daddy, my head was on his broad chest. I didn't want this to end but I couldn't hug him back.

You know you never seem to amaze me. A lot of girls are dying for this but you can't even touch me. Do you hate me that much? Am i that bad? He whispered into my ears and just then he let me go, gave me the pizza and walked out. I stood there for a minute trying to process what just happened. Just then my dad came out. Baby i think i gotta head back now! I just got a call. Take care of yourself for me ok?
Yeah sure dad!

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