“About what?” I raise my eyebrow
“You told Blake that we were babysitting”
“Isn’t that what we’re doing?” I smile
She picked her head off my bed and narrowed her eyes at me “More like taming a wild dog”
“Amy” I pushed her shoulder as we both burst out into a fit of giggles
She turned and laid on her back; staring at me- her face more serious
“What?” I ask grinning
“Why are you doing something that is killing you every second?”
My smile fades slowly “What are you talking about?”
“Looking after Matt’s pregnant bitch”
“It doesn’t kill me” I chuckle nudging her slightly
She sighs “You used to tell me everything” she whispered
My smiling face turned to one of confusion. I gave a small chuckle “I still do tell you everything”
She shook her head softly “No you don’t”
“Amy I do” I tilted my head to the side, wondering where she was going with this.
“You told Blake, you loved him too”
I blinked attentively
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My Bestfriend is a Jerk
Teen FictionHe's destructive and He's rude He's possessive No Boyfriends, No guy friends He's a Player who likes to 'play' with me. He kisses me, touches me and Sexually harasses me in ways you CANNOT imagine. Giving Mixed signals is kinda his thing now But as...
Chapter 17
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