hey babez,, its been a while since I have updated, but I have just been really busy.
BUT, on my free time I wrote my next chapter, and I made it extra long. I really am proud of this chapter.
Oh and the characters in this story are real. Cristina, Jocelynn, and Jennifer. Just letting you know, and there will be two new characters soon. And I actually kinda forgot to put the gf's of Ash and Luke, and I will add them in the next one, I promise.
Well here you are beauty's.
Enjoyxxx.
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Jocelynn's (P.O.V)
After I made a mess in the kitchen, because of the fight me and Cris had, I cleaned up and went to upstairs to cry.
Why did I say that to my best friend?
Why do I have to go against her, for loving a boy?
She deserves to be happy. and if loving Ash makes her happy, then I'm good.
But.............He's in love with Jenny. And she knows that, so why love someone who found their soul mate? Their other half.
Why can't Cris see my point of veiw?
She's always been understanding. So why can't she understand that Ash isn't prince charming. That he isn't her knight in shinning armor. And that her other half is still out there.
I know she wants love. But she thinks that just because her crush gives her his number, means he likes her.
I know it makes me sound like a crappy friend, but all I'm trying to do is save her from a broken heart.
I open my bedroom door, and walk over to my bed. I lay on my stomach, with my head in my pillows.
I start to cry. Just the thought of Cris and me fighting, kills me. Sometimes she can hold a grudge for a long time.
Once, at the beginning of 4 grade, a girl had took Cris's seat next to me on the bus. And she had to sit across from me. She was mad the whole day. And the funny part was that, the girl was her partner, and every time she would try talk to Cris, Cris wouldn't look or even speak to her. For the whole year.
I lift my head, and laugh at the memory. I roll over and lay on my back. I start to cry again because I really miss Cris.
I look over at my wall of memories. I stare at all the pictures that hold a thousand words. But my favorite picture of me and Jack and Cris, is on my night stand. I look at that one, still on my left side, and just stare at it. Its my favorite because it was the first time we were really happy, and we felt free. We just felt like we could do anything, we just felt amazing. We laughed, we smiled, and we enjoyed each others company.
I look at Jack, on the picture.
"What do I do Jack? You were the one who got Cris and I back together, every time we fought. Just tell me what you did. I don't want to lose Cris. She's the last piece of happiness I have, and she's also the last peice I have of you. You two were always close, you two bonded so quickly, and I kinda got jealous. Sshhhh. Don't tell anyone. Just tell me how you got us back to being friends." I say, knowing that Jack will never respond.
I wipe the tear, that is falling from my eye. But I immediatly start crying again because the two most important people in my life aren't with me. And the one that is actually alive, isn't with me.
I get up once I heard my phone go off, indicating that I have a new message.
I look at it, and its from Cris.
