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"If you walk out that door to go see her.... don't expect me to be here when you get back!" I exclaimed to him as he walked to the door.
"You're such a bad liar." He said
"I'm being serious Jake. If you go.. I can't talk to you anymore, i won't talk to you anymore." I said trying my best not to break down right then and there.
He looked back at me with so many emotions in his eyes. Sorrow, guilt, hurt.
"I'm sorry" he said walking out the door, slamming it shut on his way out.
I stood there in awe, just staring at the door. Suddenly my legs buckled and I fell to the ground. I can't even wipe the tears from my now wet face. Just sitting there crying my eyes out.
"Why?.... Fate you suck ass" I whispered to myself. Crying even more just thinking about him.
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Ellie Wilson, the loner who only has a certain amount of friends. Jake Hunt being her BEST friend doesn't help with the situation either. Jake being the typical bad boy he gets a lot of attention from the ladies, if you know what i mean. Ellie, getting most of Jake's attention, is hated by most of the girl population in their high school. Jake and Ellie have been best friends since the 2nd grade and practically know everything about each other, think everything is good and will stay like that, at least that's what Jake thought. One thing that Jake doesn't know about Ellie is that she is deeply in love with him.
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