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"𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛?"
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losing a pet is probably one of the hardest things in the whole world.
my dog was almost 16, but this morning we had to put him down.
the whole day, i've been sitting in my room, eating and moping.
i decided that it would be good to get some fresh air, so i got out of bed and got dressed.
as i was brushing through my hair, i glanced up at the cork board in my room, which was filled with pictures. the one that my eyes landed on happened to be the one of me and all my friends.
i love my friend group, i really do, they just aren't the most trustworthy people. they're unpredictable and they can get into a lot of trouble sometimes. they also let this new guy, jack avery, into our friend group when he moved to our town four years ago. jack and i have been feuding, over nothing really, for the past four years. i didn't like him when i met him and i don't like him now.
he's just the worst.
i turned away and grabbed my skateboard, then headed to the skatepark that my friends and i usually hang out at.
the weather was fairly nice, so i slayed for a while, just trying to get the fact that my dog is dead off my mind.
about fifteen minutes later, much to my dismay, jack showed up.
i rolled my eyes and continued skating, just ignoring him.
my thoughts were like a tornado in my head and i wasn't paying attention, so i fell.
pretty hard.
"ow!" i cried out, but instantly regretted it, knowing that jack heard it.
i started to pick myself back up, even though i was scraped, bruised, and bleeding.
"hey, you okay?" i heard.
i looked up, seeing jack standing next to me, eyeing me.
"fine," i grumbled, then walked away.
i limped as my ankle hurt and tears rose in my eyes. i was in pain, physically and emotionally. i lost my dog, i cut myself up, and jack was standing there watching.
i don't know why i care so much that jack saw, it's not like i like him or anything.
"hey! wait up!" i heard from behind me.
i sighed and blinked my tears away to the best of my ability.
"what, jack?" i sighed, stopping for him.
"i...are you sure you're okay? you're bleeding and...you kinda look like you're about to cry," he said, his eyes searching mine.
"i told you i'm fine. why are you being so nice to me all the sudden?" i questioned, staring at him skeptically.
"because you're not okay," he answered.
"how many times do i have to tell you that i'm fi-"
i was cut off by jack wrapping his arms tightly around my shoulders and hugging me.
i froze, not hugging back. i was shocked and didn't know what to do. this is weird, we're supposed to hate each other.
he pulled back and looked at me with sorrowful eyes.
"stop acting tough and hug me back," he said, then hugged me again.
i slowly wrapped my arms around his torso and hugged him back. he started rocking back and forth as he kept his arms secured around me. something about the hug made tears well in my eyes as i broke down, suddenly holding onto jack like he was the only thing keeping me alive.
"shh, it's okay. it's okay, i got you," he whispered, not breaking the hug.
"m-my dog d-died," i sobbed.
"aw, i'm so sorry. it's gonna be okay, i've got you, i'm right here," he replied,
i stayed wrapped in jack's arms until my crying slowed down, then we moved over to a bench and sat down, one of his arms still wrapped around me.
"jack?"
"hm?"
"why do we hate each other?"
"i have absolutely not a clue."
we both burst out laughing, realizing how stupid we've been these past four years.
"i'm sorry i was such a bitch the last four years, you're actually really cool," i smiled, looking up from where i was resting on his shoulder.
"yeah, i was kind of a dick too. i like you though, we should've just been friends four years ago," he added.
we both just sat there, all smiles.
yet neither of us had any idea why we were so smiley.
"honestly, i think you're the only one i can trust out of the friend group. you're like the badass one, but you have limits, y'know? like you might be the only reason the cops don't catch our asses," he commented, pulling me closer.
"yeah, i am pretty badass, huh?" i smiled.
"hey, don't get cocky," he said.
we sat in silence and watched the sun go down, it was peaceful.
"y'know somethin else?" he asked.
"what?"
"i've been totally in love with you since the day we met," he confessed.
"you're lying. are you drunk?" i asked.
"no, i'm not fuckin drunk! i'm being for real," he said, his tone serious.
"really?"
"yes."
"i love you too, jack," i whispered, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his lips.
what was once a sweet little kiss, turned into a full blown public make out session, but i wouldn't want it to be with anyone else.
suddenly, we heard someone whistling at us. we broke apart to see some guys from a different school mocking us. we've seen them around before, they're total assholes.
jack started to lunge forward, but i stopped him by placing my hand on his chest.
"cool it, just let them be assholes," i said, pushing him back down on the bench.
"let's get out of here, i don't want to be near them anymore," jack said, standing up.
i followed suit and we started walking away, just wanting to get away from that group of idiots.
as we walked past them, one of them made a huge mistake.
"nice ass," one guy commented at me, which apparently sent jack over the edge because he whipped around and punched the guy right in the jaw.
"jack, stop!" i instantly cried.
once one punch is thrown, all hell breaks loose and i didn't feel like dealing with it tonight.
"c'mon, we gotta get out of here," jack said, pointing to his car.
i nodded and we quickly ran to his car, which he shoved his keys into and sped off as the group of guys yelled at us.
"why do guys always have to punch each other? i hate watching you all get into fights," i shook my head.
"i'm sorry, but he shouldn't have said that," jack responded.
i was quiet, just reflecting on the day. besides getting to make out with jack, today sucked ass.
"you good? you look upset again," jack asked as he pulled into my street, but parked further down so that whoever was in my house wouldn't see us.
"nothing, today just kind of sucked. i mean, besides being with you. i miss my dog," i said, tears welling in my eyes.
"hey, hold my hand, you're going to be fine. i know it's sad, but it'll get better. i'm here whenever you need me," he said, kissing my hand that he had grabbed.
"i love you jack," i whispered, leaning over the center console to kiss him.
after kissing for way too long, we parted ways.
funny how i hated him two hours ago, yet he'll probably end up being my husband.

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