8-We're done!

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"Savannah?!?!?!?!!!" I yell causing her to stop in her tracks.

"Embry! It's not what it looks like!" She says backing away from her make out session.

Kameron and Cauy come running down the hall after me as I get mad. "Hey lets go ok? Ok c'mon lets go Embry," Cauy whispers in my ear leaning down.

"You're having a make out session with my BOYFRIEND?!" I scream at Savannah, "Oh ya sure! You can have him cause Casin, we're. DONE!" I scream at him while Cauy puts his arm around my waist and we leave.

Me and Cauy get into the back and Kameron drives us home.

"I hate him, I hate her," I mutter into Cauy's tear stained chest.

"I know Embry Quill, I know," he says all the while stroking my hair.

"Ok we're here!" Kameron says. Getting out. "I'll let y'all talk," he says while getting out of the car and going into the house.

Me and Cauy get out and he walks me to the wooden brown/teal paint splattered door that we made.

"Will you come back?" I say looking up into his Crimson ocean blue eyes.

"Yes, I'll come in through the window," he says jokingly.

Then I close my eyes,and he's gone.

******my room******

I lay on my blue white and gray bed and hear a knock on the door, and Jacob walks in.

"So this Kalin guy or something cheated on you with your friend?" He asks.

"Casin, ya."

"I've missed you Em."

"I've missed you too Jake."

"Dad never called me Jake, not even Kameron."

"What, why?"

"Cause that's what you call me and dad was always drunk talking about how we ruined his life when he wouldn't let us come back until, you know."

"Ya, where did y'all go?"

"Oh we went from Texas to Kentucky, to Florida, to Washington, and to here again. All in the 5 years we were gone."

"Oh..." I say trailing away as there is a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" Cauy asks as he opens the door and sets his bag down.

"I'll leave y'all two alone," Jakob says while existing the room.

Cauy comes over and sits next to me and we lay down to go to sleep. I drift away to his light humming...

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