"I don't want to go, I could still have internal bleeding!" I scream.

Flora is attempting to put me back in the car to go home. But if I go home, that means I have to go to school.

And I hate school.

"When was the last time I gave a fuck? Oh wait never, now let's go." She argues sarcastically.

I give up, and stay put, pouting. I slowly put on my seat belt and anxiously wait.

Flora notices my current state of mind, and gives my hand a squeeze.

"Everything is fine, and the guy that hit you paid his fine."

She states for reassurance.

I look out the window, and remember Mr. Harrison.

"Oh my god, I hit a seventeen year old!?" I hear an older man say, "Let me see her."

Not a second later, a guy in his late twenties enters the room in a wheel chair.

His eyes were teary eyed and his hands were shaking. His wife, I assume, puts her hand on his shoulder to calm him down, the reaction is instant.

He looks at her, and the love shown through his eyes is awe worthy.

"It wasn't your fault, I am okay now." I say as I look at Jake, he gives me a smile and kiss me on my temple.

"But still, where are your parents?" He asks.

"They passed away when I was young." I state as I look at my hands which are on lap. Jake graps my hand, intertwines it with his, and gives it a squeeze.

"Oh my goodness. I should have listened to you mon chéri." I recognize the last two words from french class. It means my darling.

"If I just got my brakes fixed this wouldn't have happened, I-" He is cut off by a nurse who walks into the room.

"Sorry to interrupt, but Ms . Gomez, here is your medical bill." She hands me a clipboard, then walks out of the room.

"That's what I will do!" He interrupts, "I will pay your medical bills!"

"Oh you don't need to-" I am interrupted.

"I want to." He states with no room for argument. I can tell from his eyes he has no intention of letting a 17 year old with no parents pay for somethimg he did.

"Okay, thanks Mr..."

"Harrison, but please, call me John."

I exit the car, and I go to my first period. I internally groan, at the thought of learning.

My dampened mood is brightened when I see Jake carrying a bag of Chick-fil-a.

"Good morning." He states in his usual morning cheerfulness.

I groan in response and look at him pointedly, "Not really."

I grasp the bag, but he moves the bag before I can reach it.

He taps his cheek, I move up to peck it, when at the last second he moves his face so I kiss his lips.

Wow, the most cliché thing ever. I never thought I'd roll my eyes during a kiss, but there's always a first for everything.

I kiss back for a moment before I pull away. I raise an eyebrow as if questioning him.

"Hey, you needed to pay up, so that was my price." He states with a smirk.

"You sir, have no shame." I mutter as I open the bag to see my favorite meal from there.

"How did you know?" I ask with a smile.

"Shaun." That is all he says, and I completely understand. Shaun's been getting me Chick-fil-A for a while now.

After that beautiful moment when i got to eat some amazing chicken, the rest of the day droned on. I got a couple stares, but nothing I am not used to already.

It is last period when my day flips. It is practically the end of the period, and I am on Jake's lap laughing at something Alex said. When Heather stands up and bolts out the door. Before she exits she looks me dead in the eye and said "You lied."

The rest of the class mutters about her sudden exit. Jake leans over to me, "Hey babe, what's she talking about." Jake asks.

"To be honest, I don't know," I answer, "I am going to go find out."

Before I can get up, he tightens his grip on me.

"Are you sure?" He questions.

"Yeah why wouldn't I be," I think about it, "Nevermind don't answer that, I just think we are graduating next year, and I think it is time to let go of the past, leave high school with no regrets."

I move to get up but then he kisses me.

"What was that for?" I ask slightly breathless.

"I will explain later." He says with a smile I love oh so much.

I am just by the door when I hear Alex, "Dude, you're whipped as fűck."

"With her, I don't care." My heart melts a little by his response.

I make a mental note to give him a kiss when i got back.

I walk down the hall and think of places where she can be. My first guess is the bathroom, but I am greeted with silence.

I try the field, but only see the track racers running. I think of places where she could be.

Library?

She probably doesn't even know where that is.

Roof?

I think about it, and decide to give it a try.

I walk up the stairs leading up to the roof top garden.

Rows of flowers, fruits, and vegetables decorate the scene, filling the air with a pleasing aroma.

Gnarled vines twisted up the sides of the enclosure, making the place seem like a jungle.

Instead of silence, I am greeted with violent sobs.

It doesn't take much searching, I find her almost instantly. She was sitting next to a patch of purple flowers.

I walk forward, but she senses my presence and looks up. Her eyes are so sad, but she snaps the second she sees me. The only thing you see with her eyes are fury, and rage.

"You lied!" She states angrily while standing up and pointing at me.

"About what?" I ask.

"You said he would get tired of you, leave, and come back to me. But now he is constantly on your side, ever since that car accident, I have not got one moment alone from him. I had him wrapped around my finger. And then suddenly you pop up from no where and steal him from me." She spits out.

It takes all I have not to slap her, "First off, he never liked you. Second, I have been going to the same school as you since kindergarten. I didn't come from nowhere. Lastly, I have morals. If he was in a relationship I would have not done anything, unlike someone I know. I didn't steal anything or anyone from you, he came to me." I state.

"Why are you doing this, there is plenty of guys out there who would love to be with you." I ask.

"You don't think I know that," She snaps, "Those guys are only in it for a good fuçk, I need a guy that actually cares about me. Jake is that guy for me."

"You are delusional," I blurt out, "You made up this lie to make yourself feel better, and now you are actually starting to believe it. And now, I am waking you up from your dream, and you hate that. You hate the fact, that I am showing you reality. You can't have him. Because Jake is mine".

And just like that she breaks. She collapases to her knees and sobs, a choking sound. Tears are pouring down her face and she's wailing like a child.

I kneel beside her, "You need to wake up."

I leave the roof, and go back to class.

"Put me down!" I yell as I squirm in Jake's arms.

"Nope you are in so much trouble." Jake states as he drops me on his bed.

"I didn't even do anything wrong!" I plead.

"Didn't do anything wrong?" He asks rhetorically, " how about the fact that you didn't tell me it was your birthday today, and the fact that I found out from Becca and Shaun."

"Ok, maybe I did something wrong." I mutter.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asks looking genuinely offended.

I walk up to him, and put my hands on his chest.

"Because I didn't want you to get me something, and plus you still feel guilty about the car accident." He looks down, but I raise his chin back up.

"I can see it in your eyes." I mutter.

"Can you blame me?" He asks.

"No, not at all, but at the same time relish in the fact that I am alive in your arms." I say.

He kisses me again.

But of course I am not complaining.

I move back, "What was that for?" I ask for the second time today.

"For being you." Is all he says. He walks over and gives me a shirt,"Here put this on, we are having a lazy night."

I walk into his bathroom and take off my clothes and put on his black shirt. I walk out, and see him with sweats and no shirt.

"Are you not wearing shorts?" He asks.

"Are you not wearing a shirt?" I ask in response.

He just laughs and shakes his head. "I ordered pizza, and I am about to put on Netflix."

"Oh let's watch Not Cool. I have been dying to see it!" I state while jumping up and down.

Yes I still do that

"Why not?" He shrugs.

We are cuddled up on his couch, watching Not Cool, when Jake starts talking.

"Be my girlfriend." Is all he says.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

"You heard me." He say with a smirk.

"Wow, how girls like you is beyond me." I say while shaking my head.

"Okay fine," He clears his throat, "Ava-whatever your middle name is- Gomez I am hopelessly, deeply in love with you, and I would love it if you would be my girlfriend."

"I love you too." I kiss him, "Yes. I would love to be your girlfriend."

The smile on his face is mind blowing. He kissses me once again.

"And by the way," I start, "my middle name is Mariah".

He smirks at me and whispers in my ear, "It's beautiful".

We lay there for the rest of the night, happily in love.

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