SECRETS (Incomplete)

Chapter 14

The next morning when I wake up, Jake's not next to me. Where is he? I walk downstairs and see him in the kitchen reading something.

I walk up behind him to see him reading a piece I wrote with dozens of my notebooks next to him on the couch. He has a smile on his face, he really does like it.

He flips to the next page and I tap his shoulder, making him jump up from the couch; throwing the book in his hand away.

Good morning, scaredy cat. I say laughing loudly

Haha, so funny. He fake laughs as he picks up the book

You're right. That was funny. I say laughing at the end

So, I was thinking, maybe you could finish with your piece today. We don't have anything doing today anyways. I'd love to watch you write. He says

Okay but only if you'd make me breakfast. I say

Deal, he says walking to the kitchen.

While he's making breakfast, I take a shower and get dressed.
When I come back to the kitchen, he's already done.

Breakfast is served. He says with an accent, making me laugh a little and sit down. He has two plates of pancakes

Yay! I say like a little kid. He laughs at me and hands me a glass of mango juice

You're the best boyfriend in the history of boyfriends. I tell him

He smiles at me with his mouth full

We eat our breakfast in silence and it was so good.

I take the dishes to the sink and go to the study. Jake walks in after me. He hands me my notebook and I open to the page with the incomplete piece

I shut my eyes, trying to remember everything I had in mind when I started writing the piece. I open my eyes to see Jake smiling at me. A beautiful view

Come live with me and be my love,

And we will all the pleasures prove,

That Valleys, groves, hills, and fields,

Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

And we will sit upon the Rocks,

Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks,

By shallow Rivers to whose falls

Melodious birds sing Madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of Roses

And a thousand fragrant posies,

A cap of flowers, and a kirtle

Embroidered all with leaves of Myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool

Which from our pretty Lambs we pull;

Fair lined slippers for the cold,

With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and Ivy buds,

With Coral clasps and Amber studs:

And if these pleasures may thee move,

Come live with me, and be my love.

The Shepherds' Swains shall dance and sing

For thy delight each May-morning:

If these delights thy mind may move,

Then live with me, and be my love.

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We spend our day working on my piece. We took a break to make some lunch, but that's just it.

It's 6pm and we're having dinner at Jake's house. His parents called few minutes ago and they've got us pizzas and mango juice since it's one of my favorites

Jake told them about my piece and those he read in the morning and they were so proud of me. It made me really happy. Sarah and Nathan are like my second set of parents. I love them so much. Jake's family is so lovable

We finish eating and I offer to wash the dishes, but Sarah wouldn't let me.

Don't stress my grandchild, she says and pushes me out of the kitchen

I head to Jake's room, where he's already snoring and I climb into bed next to him. And soon I'm snoring too.

Ps: Poem is by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE