I don't love you Jacob. I thought about how I would say it to him but I just couldn't, I couldn't brake his heart. "um, jacob I'm really not feeling well." I ran up the stairs as if was going to puke I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I called Jacobs house phone, his mother picked up. "yes?" she spoke with her very classy voice. "Jacob he is trying to get other girls to make a sex tape with him! Control you child!" I yelled into phone as if I was a frustrated mother trying to protect my daughter. "OHMY LORD!" Squealed Jacobs mom with her squeaky voice. I hung up the phone. "what?" jacob sounded annoyed. his mom must have been calling him. "Jacob I told you you're grounded, get home this instant!" his mom was loud enough for me to hear through the bathroom door. "Ok fine" he hung up the phone and knocked on the door. "Feel better Ashe, I uh, I really meant what I said" his voice was sweet and innocent, he actually believed I was sick.. But I just don't love him. I felt like shit.
A few hours later....
music blasted through the speakers in my bedroom. I got a FaceTime call, it was from Karen...
