-=Time Skip 9:00pm=-
Well the whole 'staying off my phone' plan didn't pan out so now i'm
just sitting here, listening to music and perusing the interwebs.
Slightly humming along to the songs that are placed in my playlist,
when I hear my window crack slightly I just assume it is just a branch
again because that happens more than you could assume. Then I hear the
sliding of the window and I sit up faster than you could say the words
'Who's there' I see the boy in the leather jacket from earlier,
"Excuse me I think you have the wrong house." I get up and stand a
foot away from the window with my arms crossed, "Since when is
breaking into someone's house cool?" I scoff and watch as he stands in
front of me and smirkes, "Hey meanie" he chuckles and I open up my
window fully and usher him out, "Shoo this is not your house get out,
if your gonna break in then why don't you break into Rose's place or
something." I push him towards the window and he started climbing out,
"Well if your sure then.." he smirked and pretended to climb down
"AND DON'T COME BACKKKK!" I yell out the window to rub it in. I jump
back on my bed and stare into the creases in my ceiling from the
falling roof of my historic house. The house shook slightly and i
figured my dog jumped or something. Yeah that was a good theory until
I heard my mom crying and I ran down the stairs as fast as humanly
possible without falling to see her on the floor with laundry all over
the floor, and her holding her back still, "M-mom!" I ran over to her
and helped her up and into her car. I technically don't have my
licence yet but whatever. I sped her to the ER and when we pull in
guess who I see. Just take a wild guess. The boy in the leather jacket
smirking and leaning against and aged motorcycle. I get her out of the
car and rush her inside giving him a side glance and he looks confused
as why i'm there. I wait in the room they told me she would be in
after her X-rays. I twiddle my thumbs as I see Mr Jason Dean wannabe
come in and sit with me. I try to ignore his presence and I keep
picking at my fingers until they are bloody. He noticed and grabbed
one of my hands and when i tried to pull away he grabbed a tissue and
cleaned them up.
I growled quietly because I don't need his help, he just looked at me but I refused to even give him the time of day.
I stared at the floor making out shapes in the tiles trying to distract myself from the current situation when I feel a hand on my back.
"Umm.. hello?" Her tone had softened due to the circumstances but she looked over to see none other than JD wannabe rubbing her back "Can you not?" she growled slightly but he ignored her and kept trying to comfort her.
She rolled her eyes and sat up for her back was touching the chair and his hand was squished between the two.
She smirked slightly and he just sighed, "Why won't you let me help you?" His tone raised and seemed a lot more aggravated than when he broke into her house.
"Oh well maybe because you just appeared at my house, UNINVITED might i add, but then proceded to follow me and my mother to the hospital and try to act like a nice person.
Your whole act isn't gonna work with me smart guy, i know what you want-" he cut her off, "Fine then what do I really want?" he questioned and she just sat there in awe that he was that stupid.
She didn't answer so that awarded her a dirty look from him, "You don't even know my name, and your treating me like trash." he growled and stuck an un-lit cigarette into his mouth and started walking towards the door, lighter now in hand.
She watched him confidently strut outside with an anger in his walk.
She sighed to herself, now feeling bad for being mean to him. She got up quickly which made her dizzy, but she walked outside and looked for him.
Hehe leaving you on a cliff hanger! Sorry guys lol! Im also sorry it took me so long to update things have been crazy at my house lately :D new chapter soon!
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