What are we?

18

Anna's P.O.V.

I can hear birds outside. And I can feel a heavy arm around my torso. Then I hear a snort coming from Blake. I giggle. We snuck back in the house after the dance and fell asleep cuddling. No we did not do it. I'm not going to do that until I'm married. But we did kiss. A lot. He said he would wait for me. I try to pry his arms from around me but he's really heavy. Our legs are tangled together and I am not very strong. I manage to turn around and face him. I'm met by his bright green eyes.

"You were awake this whole time?" He grins at me.

"I like watching you try to be strong. It just makes me want to be strong for you."

Awww

I smile at him. "That's sweet but I have morning breath and I need to brush my teeth." He chuckles and let's me out of our tangled limbs. I go to the bathroom in my shirt and his shorts he left over one time. While I'm brushing my teeth my mom comes in. I'm startled and I know she knows he spent the night. I wonder what she'll say.

Is she jealous? Does she still care for him?

I think to myself remembering their affair. She smiles at me through the mirror and holds up a ball of paper.

"I found this this in the front yard." She opens it up since I'm still brushing my teeth. It's the picture I threw out the window. Of me and Blake. I had totally forgotten about that. She sets it down next to me and looks me in my eyes.

"Did you too sleep together?" I nod my head. I see a flicker of anger and I rinse my mouth and turn to face her.

"We slept mom." She looks down at her feet.

I'm not you. I think to myself. I know she stills wants him back. I saw the way she looked at him last night, as he was looking at me. She puts on a fake smile and walks out of the bathroom. She's probably happy she's the only one that "slept" with him.

Stop.

Right. I can't keep doing this to myself. Blake loves me. He said so last night. I take the picture back to my room and pin it back up. Blake comes up behind me and asks.

"What are you doing with that?"
He holds my waist rests his head on my shoulders and looks at the picture.

"What happened to the picture?" I blush as he turns me around.

"When I was mad at you...I sorta crumpled it up and threw it out the window." He frowns at me.

"You threw our picture out the window?" I give him an angry look.

"You did hurt me Blake. I was angry at you." He looks down at the floor.

"I'm sorry, Anna." He says sounding sad and sorry.

"I know Blake. You've apologized more than enough times." He pulls onto his lap. He looks me in my eyes and he says,

"Anna. I hate myself for what I did and I don't know what to do to make it up to you."

"You already have. I forgave you." He shakes his head.

"That doesn't change the fact that I still feel horrible. I hurt you bad. And I don't know if you still think about it, but I think snout how much me and your mom hurt you and I just-"

"Blake. I..." I couldn't lie and say I didn't still think about him and my mother together. I can't meet his eyes. He moves me from his lap and starts to grab all of his things. I sit up on my bed watching him.

"Blake where are you going?" He doesn't look back at me.

"I'll see you later Anna. I just need to think." I sit there and watch him leave.my room and look out my window to see him drive off.

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Hey guys! I know I'm late :( I'm sorry for that but ill update for you guys Wednesday or Thursday.

Love ya!

Naja