Kiss Me Like You Love Me ~ A Her Bright Skies love story. (completed)

Chapter 22, To the Mall!

  After the concert we all finished getting ready to go to the mall. About 30 minutes later I was driving to the gaurd at the entrance/excit.

  "Hey, Kathryn!" He calls.

  "Hey, Brandon, I need to add a couple to the list!" I say, handing him a list of names to add.

  "You got it!" He says winking at me. I look over at Jaybee and see him frown. I grab his hand and he looks up at me, I smile to let him know that we are just friends, he smiles back as Brandon finishs typing on the computer. "All done. Do you think they will be coming here often?" He asks sounding a little less happy that they were all guys that I added.

  "Almost as much as Willa, atleast for now anyways." I say with a smile towards Jaybee. Brandon looks over as if only now seeing him in the car with me. "Okay, well, we got to go, we're picking out Star's presents!" I say with a wave as we leave the parking lot.

  "I don't like him." Jaybee says a bit jelly.I smile at him, knowing that Brandon was flirting, I would be jelly if it was a girl flirting with him, to be honest, it's kinda cute to see him jealous.

  "Awwwww, Is someone jelly?" I ask him. He looks at me not understanding. "Jelly is what some people call jealous." I explain.

  "No, I'm not 'jelly'. I just don't like him, he seems like a bad person." He says, ovbiously jelly. I smrik at him and turn on the sterio. Be My escape, By Relient K starts to play.

I’ve given up on giving up slowly

I’m blending in so you won’t even know me

apart from this whole world that shares my fate

This one last bullet you mention

is my one last shot at redemption

because I know to live you must give your life away

And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity

and I’ve been locked inside that house

all the while You hold the key

And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me

And even though there’s no way of knowing where to go

I promise I’m going because

I gotta get outta here

I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake

I gotta get outta here

And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.

I’m giving up on doing this alone now

Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how

He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there

And this life sentence that I’m serving

I admit that I’m every bit deserving

But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair

Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity

and I’ve been locked inside that house

all the while You hold the key

And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me

And even though there’s no way in knowing where to go

I promise I’m going because

I gotta get outta here

Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake