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𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 14

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Jaden's Pov
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When I was little, I remember me and my dad driving along the road in his motorcycle. The feeling of the wind hitting your face, and the small little pebbles flying up and pelting you was something that can't leave your mind, and it doesn't.

I was 6, and we were driving to go to Toy's R Us to get a gum ball machine that I wanted. It was one of the best memories I have of him, of us together. The gum ball machine was a bright red, I still have it to this day but now I painted it white. I didn't want to look at the bright red color that once held happy memories. If I could do anything to get moments like those back, those times where smiling and laughing was the only thing we did, I would. Now, he's a drunk. Spends all his extra money on alcohol and then barley makes it upstairs.

I love my father, don't ever get me wrong but when you watch the man you grew up with change into this stranger, it's hard. There something about watching the way he use to smile and the tint of bright light in his eyes to blank, drunk every night or barley home that leaves you empty, even hurt. All we ever wanted was a father figure who was there for us, someone we could count one.

I saw the picture on Em's dresser. A picture of a man and a little girl on her shoulders hit close to home, too close. I could tell it was her by her jet black hair she has in the picture. I just don't know who that man it is, he looks like her brother due to how young he looks but I have feeling it was her father. She lives alone, by herself and I've never heard anything about her parents or siblings. No one really paid enough attention to care about her family, she was always and still is in the shadows.

My heart aches to know that something happened and you could clearly hear the hurt in her voice when she told me put it down and then snapped at me asking if I was high. No one has a reaction like that if something didn't happened. I just wonder what because I know how much I miss my old family, I couldn't even begin to think she lost both of them. She's so closed off it honestly doesn't surprise me that she doesn't have many friends. She doesn't allow herself to let people know her, not the other way around. Just something I picked up on.

We managed to finish our project yesterday night. Something happened that night and I don't know what it was but I felt.. comfortable.

She has this presents that so oddly weird or oddly strange. She looks like and acts like the type of person who will come out and snap at you for not reason and then mange you knock you out. She's small but powerful in a way yet when she paints, her guard is down and she is in her own world, she's the cleanest version of herself that she can be while she does something she loves. She confused me but yet again amazes me.

When she walked into class with a look of anger in her eyes. I shot her a confused look only to receive her middle finger, something I would normally laugh at but now it's not the time.

"Dude, who are you looking at?" I hear the stern voice of my friend fill my ears. I turn my head to him and shrug, my eye moving to the front of the classroom. I couldn't focus, I couldn't get the imagine the of the little girl out of my head. It was killing me.

I couldn't help but think, I was like her and she was like me,m because I know for a fact;

we'd burn each other like wild fire.

a/n- this chapter hit close to home💀 and the story about the gum ball machine was true. It's sitting in my room rn, oops. Anyways, here's a bit of Jaden's life:) enjoy