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For Saving Me

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LECTURAS 69,131
Votos 1,659
Partes 53
Hora 7h 12m

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"Take off the hoodie!" 

"No Jaycee! Just leave me alone!"

"Tatum take it off now. He demanded 

She groaned and shrugged off the hoodie, Jaycee grumbled seeing she had a long sleeve on under her hoodie. 

"That too." He said, giving her a tone and look that left no room for argument. 

She sighed and took her long-sleeved shirt off as well, looking down at her feet as she covered her chest with her arms.

"That's it! I'm calling him. This has gone on for too long." He growled. 

"No!" Tatum reached for his phone, snatching it from his hands, never looking at the phone, never realizing it was too late, Jaycee had already hit call. 
She just glared at Jaycee. 

"You promised Jaycee! that you wouldn't say anything!" She yelled.

"Well I'm sorry, but I'm going to break this promise, Tatum. You need to tell him." 

"Jaycee, you can't tell Grey!" 

"Call him right now and tell him yourself Tatum or I will." His voice was low and demanding. 

"We're not even on good terms Jaycee, we haven't talked since he kicked me out after HE kissed me!" She cried, falling to her knees and that's when she saw Jaycee's phone screen, how it displayed an ongoing call. 

She was deadly silent as she shakily brought the phone to her ear. 

"Hello?"

"What are you hiding Tatum?" His voice asked, too calm for her liking. 

She stayed silent and looked up at Jaycee hopefully, she gulped as he just crossed his arms over his chest. 

"Tell Jaycee to bring you to the house." And he hung up. 

"Take me to the house." She mumbled and she stood up, handing him the phone, and shrugged her long-sleeved shirt back on, holding her hoodie in her hands. 

To say she was petrified was an understatement.Todos los derechos reservados

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