CHAPTER NINE(;

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Jacob came over and untied my skates.

"What are you doing?!" I asked

"We're leaving." He replied

"Oh.." I said a bit disappointed.

"Well, it's late and this place sucks." He said

He took my skates off and handed me my shoes.

He went to return our skates and came back to tie my shoes.

He was such a gentleman and I don't think he even noticed.

He took my hand and dragged me out.

He was being rough.

I snatched my arm away.

"Why are you being like this?" I hollered.

"What? Is it scaring you?" He yelled

"Yes it is! This isn't you!" I replied

We were screaming at one another

"You don't know me." He yelled back

I looked down at my arm it was bruised.

I didn't even know he had left such a big mark, it didn't hurt but ached.

"Oh wow..." He said walking closer to me.

He looked at my arm and held it gently.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't notice I hurt you....does it hurt?" He asked all concerned.

"Yea, but ill be fine." I whimpered.

"No no no. This can't slide ill take you to a hospital." He said

"No Jacob it's okay." I said

"No it's not I shouldn't be so rough you're so fragile. I'm so sorry." He replied.

"Look I'm fine. I just need some ice." I smiled.

He picked me up and started walking to the jeep.

"I can still walk ya know." I giggled.

"Oh but you're so fragile and if you were to fall that'd be horrible." He said.

He placed me in the car and buckled me up. We looked in one another's eyes. He was so pretty.

He shut my door and got in on the other side.

We sat there in silence.

"You good?" He asked

"Yea again the ice." I laughed

"Oh yes." He started the car and we drove off.

He may have drove for ten or fifteen minutes.

We pulled up to a super market.

"You stay here, ill get the ice." He said.

He ran in and ran back out quick like after paying.

When he got in I noticed he got a super size bag of ice. "Jesus Jacob! I don't need that much." I smiled.

"I wanted to be safe." He replied.

He put the ice in a bag, and tried to gently place it on my arm. "Ouch!" I yelped the cold hurt.

"I'm sorry!" He said.

"Don't worry about it." I smiled.

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