I want a bad boy, how much? SEQUEL

" Cain kissed me."

He looks abtaken , "... What?!"

Before I can even stop myself everything that I've pent up from these past few days fly out of my mouth. " It's just that the day when Annabelle and Braisley fought, Cain was being really nice to me. All you did was ignore me. We were having a good time laughing and just being fun in general but that was only to make you jealous. When we heard the commotion, we ran back to the cabin sight. You got in the middle of the fight and Cain ran over to help. When they finally pulled apart all you were worried about was Braisley. I was already jealous of her so I got really pissed and decided if you were going to help Braisley, I'd help Cain. I got the first aid kit and patched him up. Without realizing it we were getting pretty close. He kissed me, I couldn't move, but eventually I pulled away. I didn't even want to kiss him, it felt nothing like it does with me and you. So, I ran and cried. I thought you were going to break up with me. I mean, I know you already like Braisley. She's so much better than-"

Palmer rushed at me, effectively cutting off my rant, and I flinch backward, but I then noticed that he's only hugging me. He pulled me so close that I could barely take a breath. It confused me to no end. " If I'm not mistaken I think you should be hitting me. I'm being a terrible boyfriend."

" No you aren't, it wasn't your fault." He nuzzled me face. " I'm so happy that you love me." 

If I didn't know what to do then, I know now. I cried like a baby for not one, not two, but three times this week. Though this one is out of pure joy. I was pretty sure I heard him sniffle, he's crying?! I didn't know I meant that much to him. " I'm happy that you love me too."

Not even ten minutes later our relationship went back to normal well... kind of back to how it was... the only trouble is.......... Cain. 

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" Please, just don't hurt him." He says to me with a death grip on my arm. His pleading face tones down my anger a little.

" I just wan't to talk to him, okay?" I ask, trying to persuade him. His face looks unconvinced but he lets me go for the time being. I walk into his room, and shut the door behind me. Cain looks up from his desk.

" We have a lot of talking to do."

He gets up and forms a defensive stance and I push him back down to where he was sitting.

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A/N: I updated~ YAY! You can thank "LuanLegacy" from youtube that put me in such a mood. (Look at his video on the side!! They killed me from laughing and I couldn't take much more, my sides hurt like a mofo, so I came here to write. I've been wanting to update for soooo long. I just lost what I was going to make the chapter about, mainly where I was going to start it though. MUCH LOVE PEOPLE~!!

RANDOM QUESTION: Would you rather... eat the Frito chips and peanut butter from between a hobo's toes OR punch the person that you like the most in the world (No guarantee if they'll still like you or not when it's over. Probably not.)?