Story.Of.My.Life.

Chapter 6

Katie's POV

I was staring into the face of my crush of over 4 yearsJake. He dosnt know it's me. This will be fun." Okay, thanks." I whisper in his ear sounding seductive. He grabbed my hand and pulled me gently into the house and in a bedroom. Damn it. No one else is in here, and I'm defiantly not having sex with him.

He hands be a bottle of Vodka. I sipped a little. I do not want to get drunk. Because when I get drunk, I get crazy.

" I'm Jake and you are?" he asked me inching closer. " Danielle." I lied. " Thats a pretty name for a pretty girl like you."He made me shudder. " Yeah, I guess. I'm in town visiting my cousins. Anne and Katie." I say trying to read his facial expression. He tensed up. " Your related to Katie? That ugly ass?" I can't believe he just said that! " Oh, so you think she's ugly?"I teased him leaning in hovering over his lips. He leaned away, and hit his head on the wall purposely. He looked upset." No, she's not. She's beautiful. That's the thing. I've liked her from 8 th grade. But then popularity became my number 1 priority. And I started teasing her. I thought that would help me get over her but I just beat myself up for it." Did I just hear him saying he liked me? " Ok, so if you like her why are you talking to me, and assuming have one night stands every night?" I asked not sounding mad like I really am. " I don't know. I'm a dick. That's why. Samantha my last girlfriend, was sayn shit to her and almost kicked her. I put on a fake smile, but it was killing me inside."

Then he added," Its not like we could ever be together anyway." Wow, same old Jake is back. " What do you mean?" I ask.

" I can't tell you. But I will tell you, it has nothing to do with school or popularity. " he responded with guilt in his eyes. " Look, you need to start being nice to her. It's fucking high school. Next hear you'll be out, and them what? No whores or sluts to judge you about stupid dumb ass things." I snapped at him. " Your right." he says. Then slams his lips on mine. This is the moment I've waited for , for years, and yet no sparks or tingles. I shove him back." What the hell?" I shouted. " I like you way more than her." he smirks. I wipe off my mouth, and swing open the door and look around the party to they and find Anne. I look down at my phone and see a message

From: Anne

Hey sissta. Drive yourself home tonight. Im busy ;)

Xoxoxo

Uhhh, typical Anne. As I'm driving home I feel a sudden rush of pain all over my body. I pull over on the side of the road and no ones around. Just woods. I drop to the floor screaming my bloody lungs out. The pain is unbearable. Then someone is supporting my head up. Who is it? Please don't be Jake. It wasn't it was Stewart.

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A/N

Sorry for grammar/spelling mistakes. I'm really tired. I spent all night writing my other story. So anyways vote,comment, and enjoy!