I was sitting on the floor, next to her as she was crying. I wanted to hold her and tell her everything will be ok but she would never believe me. I was scared she would want to break up with me. I reached over anyways to hold her, and pull her closer. She let me, she scooted over closer to me I told her I was sorry. I didn't know if that would really change anything, she was laughing because I was tickling her. She giggled quietly then louder. Her sister came in and scared the crap out of us. We screamed, she laughed. We didn't think about her coming home. She went to spend the night at my house again. We lied on the bed for hours in the dark cuddling, talking, and crying. I loves it when she would vent to me, it showed me that she trust me a lot.
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Im Not Ok!
Teen FictionThis is the sequel to blame as requested by a friend. This is just like blame just the pov is different. This is the pov of Jake, flowers boyfriend. (Flower was the shy girl that was talking in blame.)
