The Boy of my dreams

Chapter #18

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Jake's POV

Alli came to me a lot more over the next few months. It was March now, and almost spring break, but she hadn't told me why she was always so sad.

Kids at school gave her a hard time about it, they called her emo, and goth, but I knew she wasn't those things. I knew that when she was ready she would tell me what was wrong.

We weren't a couple though, and I was perfectly fine with that. I think she had a boyfriend or something, but he wasn't around often. I had a girlfriend as well, but it was mostly a one way relationship, I didn't really like her anymore I just didn't want to hurt her.

Alli helped me with this, and though she was still sad I sometimes managed to get a smile from her.

"I don't really like her, Alli." I said one day. We were lying on my bed after school on a Thursday afternoon, we did this often, just hang out and talk. It was nice, and I hoped it got her mind off whatever was bugging her.

"you mean Charlotte ?" she asked turning her head to look at me. The circles under her eyes had somewhat faded, and even though I sometimes found her crying she had mostly stopped. As for her weight, I tried to get her to gain some, but it hadn't worked so far. Atleast she still played soccer, but I think she mostly did it for me.

I nodded at her question.

"well, dump her," she said as though it was obvious.

"I don't want to hurt her..." I trailed off.

"but you don't like her.... So just do it gently and hopefully she will understand," she replied. " as long as your not a complete douch about it she'll get over it."

I sighed.

"I have to tell you... Jake...." she said quietly.

"ok," I rolled over and took her hand in mine.

"it's the reason I've been so..." she struggled for the right words.

"sad?" I asked.

She nodded "I suppose,"

"last winter," she started and I saw the agony on her pretty face, "my mom.... She..." a tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away angrily, "she passed away," she blurted out, and more tears came. Flowing over her eyelids they fell down her cheeks and dampened my t shirt when I went to pull her in.

She let me hold her as she continued to sob and let it out. And I felt my own tears falling down my face.

Alli's POV

He held me as I let it all out. The pain, the sorrow... The grip it all had on my heart loosened slightly and I felt as though I could breath. For the first time in months I felt loved.

I felt his own tears fall on my head. Looking up, he pulled me towards him so that my face was even with his shoulder. My ear pressed against his chest, and I heard the steady beat of his heart calm me.

This was new to me, it wasn't that Vincent didn't love me, but it didn't feel like this. With Vincent it was all lust and little love, yes he cared for me, but this felt better.

No, I didn't like Jake, it was more a brotherly love, atleast that's what I told myself. To an extent it was true, I didn't like Jake and he didn't like me, it was just a nice change to be held instead of kissed and listened to instead of touched.