The Cliche Story Of The Girl Next Door

ten

I slowly sit up and take a look around. I'm not in my room. I'm on the floor. What the freak?

I hear the I hear a door open and my head snaps over too see a shirtless Jc. He has on dark jeans and that's it. His hair is still dripping with water so I'm guess he just came out of the shower. I try to stop my staring but it's hard because he's so

Hot

"Close your mouth Shortcake. You'll catch flies." He smirks. I blush and look down.

"I swear she's adorable" I hear Jc mumble to himself while walking into his closet. I blush, again.

To save myself from any further embarrassment, I quietly get up and make my way to the door.

Wait, what about his parents. They'll think we- I had to stop myself from gagging at the thought. I turn to the opened window. Thank God my window is open. I run over to it. I hear Jc say something but I ignored him. I climbed through both windows and landed awkardly on one foot and kind of knealing.

"Shortcake?" I hear Jc. I look over to see him standing outside of his closet looking around. Before he could look at his window, I close my curtain. I hear him laugh.

Dang, he must have saw me.

I freeze when I realize I left my phone over at his house. I mentally curse myself. I glance at the clock to see I have fifteen minutes to get ready for school. I run to my bathroom and take a five minute shower, a new record for me. I'm the type to take a hour long shower. What? There relaxing.

I throw on some leggings and one of my brothers t-shirts I stole before he left. It is black with some random band ive never heard of. The only thing i didnt like about it, was he had cut the sleeves off of it, and it comes right past my butt. I also have one of his hoodies. There huge on me but comfortable. And the only I have of him.

I run downstairs only to see the bus ride past my house. I tug at my hair in frustration.

"I hate that stupid piece of-" I say before I notice freaking cold outside it is. I groan and just start walking to school.

Great, now I'm gonna be late.

It's funny how I went from normal to ticked off really fast. I must be bipolar.

Just like Jc.

Stop thinking about him.

I can't.

I roll my eyes at myself. I glance around when I start to feel like someone is following me. I start to quicken my pace. I feel two arms wrap around me.

I start to scream and kick at the person making them let go of me. I turn around ready to run but I stop when I hear a voice that made my heart flutter.

Ryan stop!

"Come on Shortcake, you dont want to see me that bad." Jc says from behind me. I roll my eyes and just continue walking.

I thought he was my dad. Ever since it happened, and he got arrested, I've been having dreams that he finds me. It doesn't sound so bad right?

Wrong.

I'll never forget the words he said before he was put In the back of the cop car.

"This is all your fault!" I hear my dad yell. I lifted my head from the bed in the ambulance to see him being forced into the cop car

"I will find you and you'll get what you deserve." He spat. I was then pushed back down.

That was the last thing I remember before I went into a coma for three weeks.

The dreams felt so real it was scary. I would wake up screaming and sweating and scared for my life.

The wierd thing though is, I haven't had one of those dreams in about a month.

Right after Jc showed up.

That's not why. That's was just a coincidence that he was there at the same time they stoped.

Or was it?

I again roll my eyes at my stupid thoughts. I swear I'm crazy. I argue with myself all the time.

I flinch when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I spin around to see a confused Jc.

"What's wrong Shortcake?" He asked concered. Concerned? Why would he care?

*Jc's Point Of View*

I honestly surprised myself with how concerned I sound right now.

What's going on with me?

"You scared me!" She screams startling me from her loud voice. "I though you were m-" she stopped herself.

She thought I was who?

What was she going to say?

"Shortcake" I said laying my hand on her shoulder. She flinched back. I slowly took my hand away and looked down.

Did she think I was going to hurt her or something.

I would never.

Especially her.

Shut up brain!

You know it's true.

I know.

"Ryan" I say her real name for the first time in a while. I see her glance at me from the corner of her eye but she stays quiet.

I wish she would just talk to me. Uggg, she's so frustrating.
"Ryan." I say quietly.

"What?!" She snaps. Her eyes are glossy. She looks so different right now. She looked completely fine last night and this morning.

Was it me? Did I do something?

Yeah, you scared her idiot.

"A-are you okay." I asked.
She nodded and looked down.

"Liar" I mumble. Okay, I didn't mean to say that out loud. I kind of wish i hadn't from the look on her face.

"No! I'm not okay! Is that what you wanted to hear?" She said. My heart broke when her voice cracked and a tear fell down her face. I opened my mouth to say something but she stopped me.

"Just leave me alone Jc." He said quietly.

At that, my feet stopped moving. Anger builder up inside me as I watched her walk away.

"You know what!" I yell after her. She stops and slowly turn around to face me. I walk up to her.

"All I've been trying to do is help you." I say. I stepped closer and she took a step back.

"I don't want your help!" She screamed. My face fell but I quickly recovered as my blood started to boil.

"Fine! I won't help you!" I scream at her. I want to take everything back. Everything I did to help her.

No you don't.

"Fine!" She screams. She turns around and walked away. I wanted to go after her but my feet were glued to the concrete.

I stood there and watched her walk away until I couldn't see her anymore.