JD snatches the lighter from my hand. he drops the cigarette from his mouth and examines my palm. "what did you do that for?" he asks. I lean into him, hiding my face in his neck. "Jane?"
I walk out of the nurse's office, my hand bandaged. JD looks up, having been waiting for me. "why would you do that?" he asks. he gently holds my bandaged hand and examines it.
"I needed to feel something. to know I could feel something like that. It's hard to explain" I say.
"it's okay, you don't have to" he says. he hugs me, his scent enveloping me.
"thanks JD" I say.
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Heathers (parody)
Teen FictionJane has been friends with the Heather's since Elementary. she's watched as they became 'the Heather's' that ruled the school and as they initiated Veronica Sawyer into their group in high school. but she never cared enough to stop them. it wasn't t...
