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Chapter Nine

Jane POV

I shut the door after talked with Dylan. My heart is broking into pieces. How did he do that to me? Calling me while he is fucked with that bitch? Fuck you Dylan. Maybe I'll hate you for the rest of my life.

I cried then run towards my room, shut the door, throw away my body to my bed. My tears fell down. My phone vibrating all the time and it's from Dylan. He try to call me after we talked and I chase him away. I continued cry all night. All our memories is playing in my mind. Why?? He hurt me but why I can't hate him? He did bad things, said bad things and I still in love with him. I hate my self.

I slept after cried and when I opened my eyes, is already morning. Honestly, I don't want to go to school, but my dad will scold me. Okay, I get up from my bed, go to bathroom only wash my face and tooth brushed. Go to the closet wear any T-shirt I found and my Levi's jeans and converes too. Put my bag to shoulder, took my phone then go downstairs.

"Oh, morning angel..." my dad's already in the kitchen, cooking breakfast.

"Hi dad...." I sit in the high chair beside kitchen. "What are you cooking?"

"Pancakes. Do you want to eat now? I don't know.. Pancakes.. You...."

"I like pancakes. I want to eat it now dad."

He smiled then put two pancakes to the plates. One for me and one for him. He gave strawberry syrup top on it.

"Thank you." I took the plate from him.

He sit beside me now, "How is it? Is it good?"

I nod, "Yea, it's good dad. I will make another one for you someday."

He laugh, "Okay sweetheart, and for your husband and your childs too."

I smile, "I don't know dad...." sound hopeless.

He stop eating and look at me deeply, "What's wrong angel? You can talk to me."

I hold my tears, "Nothing dad."

"Are you okay with Dylan?"

"My boyfriend is Eric, dad."

"But, you met him yesterday right? I thought something must been happened to you guys."

I shake my head, "I don't know.."

He pats my head, "I'll get you milk."

I nod and continues eat pancake.

Only took 20 minutes to finished our breakfast. I never can have breakfast with my dad. This is the first time after I already in highschool and I felt so happy. It's a rarery thing to be happen. We walk out the house.

"Dad, can I go to school with you?"

"Not with Dylan?"

"No. Can I?"

"Sure darling." he walks towards his cars.

This red car parked in front off my house and a guy came up.

"Jane...." Dylan calls me.

I'm not answer him, only turn around my body.

"I need to talk to you. Right now."

"I want go to school with my dad. Can we talk later?"

"No, you won't talk to me."

"Then go." I walk away from him, but Dylan took my hand.

"Please. Five minutes." he says calmly.

"I'll wait in car, Jeanie." then he go to his car and wait for me there.