It's You

8

PETE'S POV
The sky becomes darker and rain starts pouring hard. Val. She won't be waiting for me at the park. She isn't crazy. It's raining so hard and she wouldn't be at the park. But she's so stubborn. I need to check the park. I go to the park as soon as I can and grab my umbrella at the backseat. I step out of the car and look around the park. She isn't here. That's good. I turn my head to the left and see a girl sits on the cement bench alone and she's soaking. That must be Valerie. I run to her direction fastly. Yeah, that's her.

"What are you doing here? Are you crazy?" I yell. She gazes up at me and smiles.

"I-I know y-you'll c-co-coming," she's trembling.

"Let's get into the car," I say while holding her up against my chest. She's shivering and limp. I help her to get into the car and I'm going to the driver seat. I close my umbrella and throw it to the backseat before slam the door. She hugs her body and her bottom lip is trembling. I take off my hoodie.

"Take off your clothes," I say.

"W-what?"

"You can't wear the wet clothes or you'll get sick even more. Take it off now,"

"I-I can't,"

"Valerie! I won't fuck you. Just take off that fucking clothes and wear my hoodie," I say. She's frozing and just looking at me innocently.

"Jesus Christ," I groan. I take off her crop top and her boobs show up. Wow. Her boobs are perfect.

"S-stop staring a-at my b-boobs," she says.

"S-sorry," I stutter. Shit. You shouldn't did that Pete. That was inappropiate. I grab my hoodie and put it on her little body. Her trousers are soaked too, but I don't think she wants to take it off.

"W-we need to t-talk P-Pete,"

"No,"

"Please, we need to talk. I-I wanna make things c-clear,"

"Not now Valerie,"

"Please,"

I ignore her and start the engine. I drive to her house. I park my car in the garage. She's still shivering. I carry her in a bridal style and we're getting inside from the side door. I go upstairs and put her down her bed.

"Wait," I say. I go to her bathroom and take the towel with me.

"Dry your whole body. I'll make you a soup," I turn my body but she grabs my wrist weakly.

"We need to talk Pete," she says quietly. I turn my body and look at her eyes.

"We'll talk later. Now dry your body and get change while I'm cooking a soup for you," I say softly. I leave her room and headed to the kitchen. I cut all the veggies I can found inside her refrigerator and turn it into a delicious soup. I go to her room and she's laying on her bed in dry clothes plus my hoodie. She pulls the blanket to keep her warm. I sit on the edge of the bed and help her to sit up.

"I made a soup for you. Eat it while it's warm," I say.

"T-thanks," she says. I feed her but she just eat one fourth of it. That's better than not eating at all. I put the bowl on the nightstand and give her a cup of hot chamomile tea. She drinks it slowly. I put the cup back on the nightstand and grab a towel on the other side of her bed. I dry her wet hair softly and slowly.

"Pete, I can explain,"

"No, I'm sorry. I know I'm childish. Yeah, I admit that I'm jealous of Zach. I'm afraid he might take you away from me. I don't wanna lose you Val, that's why I always try to protect you and keep you by my side. I'm so sorry. I don't wanna lose you, really. I can't imagine how my life would be if you aren't here. Please forgive me," I plead.