Chapter 4

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I accidentally trip over Wes. I quickly get up. "Sorry" I quickly say looking at the floor. He grabs my hand and takes me outside. We sit on the the swing I made last summer. We slowly rock back and listen to Tim McGraw. The wind blows my hair around like crazy. I lay my head on Wes's lap as the song live like you were dying comes on. The song is so emotional for me I can't help but cry. Wesley hums to the song. I sing the last part "Someday I hope you get the chance to live like you were dyin'." With my tear streamed face I kiss Wes. He rubs his thumb over my lips. I kiss his fingers and he laughs. I tickle his stomach I haven't heard his laugh in so long. He starts tickling me and we roll on the ground tickling each other like we are 5. Wes lands on top of me. He kisses me and I tightly grab his shirt. I pull him close and never want him to pull away. He reaches down and pulls his shirt off. I take his hand and place it on my stomach under my shirt. His hands were so warm. "Holey crap" Drew said. Apparently he walked outside. He ran over and pushed Wes off of me. "Not again. You will not have a child. One is enough right now" I wanted to cry. I screamed "Get over it Drew. You'd be doing the same thing if you had a girlfriend ,but your to childish to get one because Jaiden died get over it don't ruin our relationships because you don't have one" I scream. I jump the fence and run to the store. I don't know how long I'm there or why ,but I'm just there. I sit on a bus bench. When the bus comes I get on not caring where it's going or how far. I get off the bus and find myself in Sacramento. I find myself walking through a park and I climb a tree. I feel something in my pocket. It's my phone. 18 missed calls from Wesley 😍. he has been texting me for hours. I call him back. He quickly picks up to phone "Baby where are you" he asks. "Sacramento in a park tree" I say. "I'm coming to get you" he says. "NO" I scream. "I'll get home myself" I say before clicking end. I hop down from the tree and find myself face to face with a group of people. They are all smiling. I try and scream but they cover my mouth. I see a club in the corner if my eye and let myself take the blow.

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