The Grunge Girl

Chapter 8

It's been two weeks since Daisy has died.

I have not talked to Bradley. At all. It hurts my heart to talk...no...think. To even think about him. It just hurts.

I've barley eaten,and havnt slept.

I was laying in my bed when i heard a blair of music coming from the woods.

I got the strength to get up and slip on my boots.

I walked outside into my back yard. The music appeared to be coming from the tree house. I walked up to it so i could see who was in it.

"Hello?" I yelled up as i crossed my arms. It was getting late and chilly. I waited another second. Only to find the latter fall.

Someone had to be up there and i was set on finding out who it was.

I climbed up the latter.

It was him. It was Bradley.

"Bradley." I whispered.

Bradley's P.O.V.

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I heard someone yell hello.

I peeked out of the window to find Jay. I threw down the latter for her to climb. She reached the top.

Her blushed cheeks and chapped lips stared at me.
"Bradley." She said.

Her beautiful green eyes watered.

"Jay." I spoke through my lips.

Jay ran up to me and hugged me. She held on. Tight. We stood there for a moment, and then she started to sob.

I didn't think that i could manage to say anything else to her. I started to cry, too. I didn't want her to cry. I wanted everything to get better. I wanted Daisy to be here still. If it wasn't for me... for me. If it wasn't for me...

She finally pulled away and held onto my shoulders. Jay looked deep into my eyes.

Jay's P.O.V.

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I pulled him away from me. Yet i held on to his strong shoulders.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as i sniffled.

"I come here when i need to clear my head out. Or when i need you. Jay, I am so...so sorry." Bradley said as he lead me to a couch. It must have been new because i had never seen it before.

"I don't know what to do Bradley. Im alone. I have no one. No one." I said as hot, salty tears rolled down my cheeks.

I started to choke up again.

"You don't need to do anything. Just come here." Bradley said as he pulled me close to him.

I laid on top of him. On his chest. It felt cool.

We started to talk about everything that had happened the night of the party. We ended with what was going to happen with us...

"So are you still with that girl?" I asked. I had finally calmed down.

"No. I never really was. I was just...stupid...and drunk." He said as he rubbed my back slowly.

I just laid there. I mean what am i supposed to say? 'Oh its okay.' Or 'No i dont blame you for all of this.' Because i do. I do blame him for this.

We finally fell asleep. Together. All alone.

I woke up, and it was still dark. Bradley was sound asleep underneath me.

I checked for my phone, but i didnt have it. So i turned on the TV to see what time it was. It was only two fourty- seven a.m.
I sat on the end of the couch and did nothing but think. I thought about Bradley and i. Was anything going to ever happen between the two of us?