Chapter 11
“Come on out Jess, you’ve been in there for two days now,” Blake says, concerned.
“I don’t care, I’m never coming out,” I reply while stuffing my face in my tear soaked pillow.
“You have to come out some time.”
“No I don’t.”
I hear him stomp away from my door and I hear Nate’s door slam open.
“What the f*ck did you do Nate?”
I cringe at the anger in Blake’s voice. I’ve never heard him use that kind of language to anyone.
“Mind your own business Blake.”
“Ya, I usually do unless it involves my best friend hiding in her room for two days and not coming out! So I repeat what did you do?!” Blake yells.
He keeps getting louder and louder by the minute.
“I have nothing to say…” Nate whispers.
“You have nothing to say!” Blake practically spits out. “Just like you had nothing to say seven years ago when you f*cking pushed Jess ou…”
“You don’t have to bring that up Blake! I know what I did and I regret it everyday!”
I look down at my arm and cringe.
“You sure as hell better because you’re the reason she wouldn’t come back for seven years. Do you know how much I missed her?! You’re going to end up doing the same thing again this year and push her away and I swear to you, I will never forgive you if she never comes back,” Blake screams while slamming the door to Nate’s room and pounding back into his.
I open the connecting bathroom door and walk into Blake’s room. I see him lying on his bed staring at the ceiling.
“Did you hear?” he asks me.
I nod my head and lay down next to him.
“How much do you remember about that night?” he asks me.
“Not much,” I reply.
He sits up and takes my arm in his hand looking at the scar. The tears start to form in his eyes.
“Jess, I swear, I had nothing to do with this.”
“I know you didn’t, I know. But you did torment me when I was younger,” I whisper.
“But I was a stupid kid, I didn’t know any better, but I would never physically hurt you, ever, even at that age I wouldn’t.”
“I know that now,” I say forcing a smile.
We sit there for hours talking about what I remember from that night, the night I spent seven years trying to forget, but the pain slowly starts to fade. I think I will be okay.
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Sorry its short again guys! Next chapter you will find about what happened to Jess seven years ago and where her scar came from, exciting right? Well heres the deal, I will post the next chapter if I get at least five votes and two comments! Thanks guys <3
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