Weak

Five

Megan's POV

Okay on the count of three I will jump 1,2 . "MEGAN STOP" i hear voice say next to me. I look to right and see Jc standing next to the bridge. "Jc just leave me alone, You call me a slut everyday so why would you care if i died" He looks down at his shoes then back up at me . "Megan , You know that when I say those things i don't really mean it." he says back. "Then why would you say those things in the first place if I did nothing to you?" i asked back "Well my parents broke up when i was younger and im still very hurt by it to this day. When i saw you at school for the first time i guess i just thought that you would be a good person to take my anger out on." He says. I swing my legs back the bridge and jump down to go talk to him closer. "Wow Jc I never thought you felt you like , I thought you hated me or something.

"I don't hate you megan , I just have problems at home and stuff." He said while kicking a rock along the path. "Well since we dont know much about each other , maybe we could talk. But if you don't want to I guess I understand." i say , looking down at my hands. "Well I know a starbucks a block from here do you want to go?" He asked. " Yeah sure lets go" I say

Jc's POV

*At Starbucks*

"Welcome to starbucks, what can I get for you" the barstia says. "Um can I have 2 grande skinny lattes with extra whip cream." Sure that will be 6 dollars" I payed the man and waited for our drinks. After a while the man gave us our drinks and i toke them to table where Megan was. We almost spent the whole day telling each other about oursleves. I learned that her mom abuse her and smokes weed everyday. Also that her and Amelia use to be best friends. One thing that really made me sad is that she would come home everyday and cut herself.

I told her that I have a big family. And I have 3 siblings. We told each other almost everything. Maybe Megan isn't as bad as I thought.