Jess was screaming into her pillow. She was crying. I ran to her side and hugged her.
"What's wrong?" I asked while stroking her hair.
She lifted her head to look at me and buried her face in my shirt. She clung to it and sobbed.
"I-I had a dream you died of cancer."
I stroked her hair and held her close. I couldn't promise her I wouldn't if I wasn't sure myself.
"Please don't leave me," Jess whispers.
"Never."
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Mr. Touche And Prank Girl
Storie d'amore-Completed- "Hello?" "Umm is your refrigerator running?" "Umm no... Who is this?" "Ummmmm..... Who is this?" "That's hilarious. Next time you try to do a prank call make it better." "What do you mean?" "That's the oldest one in the book." "Shut up."...
