I don't know go long I sat in the middle of the road before jake finally came back to me. He walked immediately over to me and pulled off the ground and into his arms. I cried into his chest for as long as I believed anyone had ever cried.
After what seemed like eternity of just standing there, he picked me up and carried me to the passenger seat of his car. He shut the door behind me as my sobs quieted. He went back out into the dark to grab something. I wasn't sure what. Knowing that I didn't care at the moment. He crawled in to the driver seat turned the car on and looked over at me.
I was just looking slightly ahead. I know I looked pathetic but I didn't the extent until he reached over and pulled a leaf out of my hair. He muttered something that sounded like "f*cking bastard." we began to drive down the road. The dark road seemed longer now. Jake reached over and grabbed my hand.
Knowing I wouldn't be able to stay quidet for long I simply said "I'm sorry. You were right."
"dammit daisy! Do think I want an apology right now?!"
"no? What do you want? I ruined your night as well as mine. I know you were excited about tonight.."
"I want to go rip that guys damn head off for what he did to you. You didn't ruin my night or anyone else's. He did. That nasty scum bag who thinks he has a right to lay a hand on you. Your the most important thing to me. Bug, you know that. You always have been. I'm just glad I got to you in time. I don't know what I would have done if I hadnt. If he actually got the chance to ..." he let his voice trail off. I could see tears forming in his eyes.
" jake it's alright. I'm fine. I'll be okay. Look at me?"
"bug, I love you. I always have. You know that right? I know I don't tell you very much but your the only girl I let this far into my heart."
"I know jake. I know." the rest of the trip was taken in silence. He squeezed my hand from time to time.
One of us would look at the other but nothing was ever said.
we pulled into his driveway a couple minutes later. And he came over to open my door. Jake offered me his hand and we walked in his house together. His family was no doubt asleep. It was a little past 2 am.
We went right into his room. Where we had spent countless nights talking and talking about every little thing. This was the room that he held me the night I found out about my father dying in Iraq. It was this very room that jake gave me my first kiss on my 14 birthday. This was the room where I told him my mom was an alcoholic. Why did it look so foreign now?
He pulled out a pair of my shorts and a tshirt of mine. I kept a lot of clothes here. It was sort or my second home. Most recently it kinda became my first... I changed quickly. Not wanting to wear the stupid dress any longer. I kicked it to the side. Promising myself that I'd burn it later. I pulled on my other clothes and turned around to face Jake. He was making a pallet on the floor for himself. when we made eye contact and I shook my head. I didn't want him on the floor. I needed to feel safe and secure and I wasn't going to feel that way all alone in his big bed. I took his hand and pulled him down on the bed with me. S
ensing my reasons he obliged and just layed down pulling me on top of him. I shifted to the side of his body resting my head on his chest and almost instantly he wrapped me in his arms and whispered, "I love you bug. I really love you." I didn't say anything, I always already asleep.
