Truth or Dare

Chapter 4

"Is everything okay?" Dad burst into my room, as he could probably hear my loud sobbing all the way from downstairs. I know what you're probably thinking.. why cry about Tyler? Especially since he's just a jerk and player. But I guess it's just the fact he cheated on me with the school's cheapest whore that makes me sad.

But to be honest, I wasn't just crying over that jerk, I was crying about every single bad memory my mind could remember. That happened every time I got sad, I just started remembering all these horrible memories, some which I'd like to just forget about.. forever.

I sighed, rubbing my eyes, as I got up. I reajusted my sweatpants and pulled my hair into a messy bun.

"Y-Yeh." I tried to say, although the smile on my face, my dad could obviously see I wasn't, as he gave me a 'I'm not taking it' look.

"Come on bud, I'll prepare two hot chocolates with extra whipped cream." He smiled, walking downstairs. I sighed, as I made sure my eyes weren't too puffy and red, I don't like crying.. it reminds me of how much I cried when mom died.

"Can you play with me?" My 8 year old brother asked sweetly, holding a ball.

I felt really moody, I snapped a "NO" and walked to the kitchen.

I walked downstairs, as my fluffy socks made the floor slippy, but thankfully I didn't fall. I walked into the ivory kitchen, as the smell of hot cocoa filled the air.

 I tried my best to smile, as I sat down on the comfy kitchen chair, as he put the steaming hot chocolate cup in front of me, sitting down next to me.

"So tell me about it bud." He softly smiled, sipping his own cup.

"T-Tyler." I managed to choke out.

"What did he do." He asked sternly, giving me a smile.

"He cheated on me.." I mumbled, as I licked my whipped cream off my cup, the sweet taste filling my whole mouth.

He pulled me into a big, fatherly hug, as my tears just kept coming out.

"It's okay, he wasn't the one." He smiled at me, as I sipped some more hot chocolate.

"Daddy why am I always so unlucky with boys?" I suddenly asked.

"Please tell me this isn't about.." He didn't continue, he knew I was reffering to Zac.

I sighed. "Everytime I like someone, they go and break my heart in some way, never in a good one anyway. "

And it's true. In middle school, I remember going out with this guy called Chase, the only way he found to break up with me was to kiss my best friend, Erin. I had never spoken to her after that, and they even started going out, whore.

Then in the summer before middle school I met this very nice guy at Will's dad holiday resort, he was sweet and everything. Then when he left to go back to Australia, he refused to give me his number, because I was just a 'holiday fling'.

I sighed. "Dad, I'm so unlucky with everything, i've got so much horrible memories.. I don't want them."

"Jess, you've gone through way too much for an only 16 year old, you are way stronger than you think. I know these tears are not about the jerk, I'm not stupid." He gave me a warm look.

I narrowed my eyes to a picture that was on the wooden pinboard. We all looked all happy on it, Mom was here, holding Max. He was only a tiny baby when she died, it's so unfair he didn't get to know her, I know they would've gotten along so well.

How could I be so selfish? Atleast I got to know Mom, Max can't even remember her. I can't be sad, it's unfair for him, I shouldn't have been so mean to him earlier.

"Dad, do we still have that Wii game where you can have two players play stupid games, the one Max likes?"

"It's in the DVD rack. Have fun." He smiled, knowing that I had just took my mind of things.

I walked up the stairs, towards a blue painted door, on it was written 'MAX' with a few dinosaur stickers around the letters. I knocked a few times, before going in.

"Boo, I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier." I sat beside him, as he was completing his sticker collection, adding a T-Rex. "Why don't we go play that Wii game that you love?"

His eyes suddenly lit up at the thought of it, as he pulled me into a bone crashing hug.

We walked downstairs, he plopped himself on the burgundy couch, as I put the Wii game in. I grabbbed two white remotes, giving him one as he fastened it around his wrist.

I smiled at the 8 year old that was giggling happily, shooting balloons on the TV. He looked so innocent, and deep down I wished he would stay like that forever.

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"Hey, Yeh I'm fine." I smiled, Chloe had just phoned me to know if I was okay, actually, all my friends had.

"Oh Good, I got really scared last night, you cried so much."

"Don't worry, I'm okay now. Will took good care of me." I smiled wider, altough she couldn't see me.

"Good then, text me if you need it babe. Got to go, see you tomorow." She said nicely. She was such a great friend, always there for everyone. In fact all of my friends were.

I said bye, as I sat on my bed, snuggling in the covers. I took out my photo album from under my bed, the one I made with Will when we were young, we keep adding things everytime we get a memory.

The front had a picture of us, we were both missing our front teeths, smiling proudly. We had our hands together, and I could remember that day just like if it happened yesterday.

It was at our birthday party, because ironically, we're born on the same day. So every year, we do a party together, it's way funner like that.

I was wearing a pink princess dress Mom had gotten me, it had puffy sleeves and some glitters on the side, a Tiara on my head. Will was wearing his Spiderman outfit, with a cotton candy that was nearly bigger than him in one hand.

I opened the album, there was a picture of me and Will on our first day of school. My brown hair was in two high pigtails, attached by pink ribbons. Will simply looked adorable, with his teddy bear shaped backpack. 

I looked at the caption. "First day of school for the cool kids." I couldn't help but laugh at it.

I looked through the other pages, pictures of him and me in his Dad's holiday resort, the one we both go to every year. Others were at some school talent shows, where we both sang together every year. Some were goofy, some were cute, some were funny.

But wherever they were taken, each and everyone of them held amazing memories. Memories I'll never forget.

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A/N: Oh gosh, this is soooo overdue, sorry:( But don't you guys worry, because the time I took off gave me some AMAZING ideas!

Okay so this story wasn't going to be very long, like 15 chapter, BUT.....

I FOUND A WAY TO MAKE IT LONGER AND WAY MORE INTRESTING!

Yesh, a lot of drama. I bet you guys are craving the chapter that has the dare, eh?

Don't worry, it's only a couple of chapter away, it'll probably be like the most important chapter of the book.. i think.

Anyway I'm working on a trailer, which is taking AGES but you guys deserve it:)

I'm sorry if any of you are a reader of The Boy Next Door, but i'll be focusing on THIS story mainly, I'm having a real writer's block with that story and i just rushed everything; ugh.

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