32. "Forgive and Forget"

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Kian was upset for no reason. Well there was a reason but it wasn't a very good one. He wants the three of us to makeup and be friends again but this actually doesn't have anything to do with him. It happened between Cristy, Alice, Jc and I. Jc slept with Cristy and they lied about it to my face, I guess I liked Jc and he liked me, then Alice covered up for her, I said rude things about Jc and Cristy and Alice basically let me go on knowing Jc was absorbing all this information. In what part did I ever mention Kian?

"Kian it's not easy to forgive and forget" I said as I looked back down at my food.

"You fucking forgave Jc" he said. I could feel him staring at me.

"How about you don't ruin dinner?" I asked as I kept on eating.

"How about you communicate with me and the girls?"

"Listen this is not your business, we'll forgive each other when we want to and who knows maybe I'm not ready, only time can tell" I snapped as I looked up at him.

He stared at me for a while before getting up from the table, "goodnight" he said as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Thank you for dinner" Cristy and Alice said as they got up and left as well.

I let out a sigh and rubbed my face.

"You okay?" Jc asked as he reached over and grabbed my hand.

"Please just for once let's not talk about arguments" I said as I looked up at him.

He nodded his head and continued eating.

"If they decide not to go on that hike, do you want to go with me?" He asked.

"Yeah for sure" I smiled.

Dinner went on and we had a long conversation about random things such as his YouTube channel he has with Kian and crazy party stories.

"Why didn't you tell me you got into all those schools that night we were on the couch and talked about it?" He asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and wiped my mouth, "I just didn't want to seem like a show off or be treated differently just for being smart"

"I thought you would talk with more higher vocabulary, why don't you?"

I let out a small laugh, "if I talked to you the way I talk to my mother you wouldn't understand half the things I say, believe me my vocabulary is pretty high"

"Okay now you sound like a show off" he said as he shook his head.

"Well Justin you asked" I giggled.

"What else should I know about you?" He asked as he got up from the table and took all the dirty dishes to the sink.

"Nothing really. My life is an open book, I have nothing interesting in my life" I said as I followed him to the sink and sat on the counter.

"Getting into Harvard and Stanford sounds pretty fucking interesting to me" he said as he handed me a small towel.

"Sometimes I wish I had siblings, a girl or boy, I don't care I just wish I had siblings" I said as he turned on the water and began washing the dirty plates, "I also hated my schools growing up, they were all private and were meant for snobby rich kids. The students were rude and show offs and the teachers were also really rude and demanding"

He handed me plates to dry them and put them on the side.

"Explain more"

"Well I remember this one time I forgot to bring my homework to class and one of my teacher told me that she would call my parents and talk to the principal, she threaten to give me a horrible grade and that she could make me stand in the corner for the rest of the year, and every time she brought a new purse or new clothes she would want to be the center of attention" I said as I dried the dishes, "and that was in 7th grade"

"That sounds shitty" he said as he handed me a glass cup.

"At least I graduated high school" I said as I thought about my past school experience.

"Why do you like me?" I asked as I set the cup aside, "I mean, why do you find me so interesting" i corrected.

He turned off the water and dried his hands with another towel.

"I find you interesting because you got accepted into Harvard and also because you're rich" he said as he walked back to the table.

I looked at him with a serious face, "I'm serious Jc"

He let out a small chuckle and looked back at me, "I don't know Bailey, you're just interesting. You're nice, funny, weird" he said as he shrugged his shoulders.

I jumped off the counter and sat on one of the chairs and looked at Jc as he began putting away extra food.

"It's been a very long day today and all I want to do is go back to sleep" I said as I rubbed my eyes.

"Is it true? You snuck out in the middle of the night to get whatever Cristy was craving?" He asked as he walked towards me.

I stood up and walked by Jc, "yeah, I would usually be woken up by her telling me she was craving food. I would go to fast food places and get her everything she wanted. The worst part is that I couldn't take my car because it would of made too much noise to turn it on and go pass the gates, so I found a way to hop over the gates and run to wherever I had to go"

We reached the top of the stairs and he walked me to my room.

"Why do you do that?" He asked as we stopped in front of my door.

"Do what?" I asked as I crossed my arms.

"Treat people nicely, and forgive them after they fucking hurt you. Why would you forgive me?" He asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, "why wouldn't I?"

"This makes me feel fucking horrible for doing what I did to you"

I let out a huff, "I don't think you've realized but I'm a lot stronger than I look, yes it did hurt me but oh well life goes on" I said as I shrugged my shoulders, "and stop bringing it up it's annoying and disgusting" I said as I rolled my eyes.

"I have noticed actually" he said as he got closer to me, "you're a strong beautiful woman"

He began getting too close, closer each step.

"Goodnight" I smiled as I gave him a small hug before he could pull any sudden movements.

He grabbed my face and leaned in slowly before I knew it he gave my head a quick kiss. I thought he was going to kiss my lips, and why didn't I move?

"Goodnight" he smiled as he walked off to his room.

I wasn't surprised about the kiss on the head I was surprised that there was a small chance he could of kissed me on the lips and I didn't even move..

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