Why me

its Time

Ok im sorry im ending my story soon and im very sorry but i want to write a new on there wll be 3 more chapters to end it thank you guys for reading im glad everyone liked it im also glad i got to entertain you guys with my writing ok so im gonna make copies of my story and print them out if you want a copy just message me in the comments thank you and if you want to give me a quote to put on the book all you need to do is comment 1 there are only room for 4 qoutes so be fast well here is the next chapter

Jake POV

        Im pacing back and forth shes been gone for 2 hours where could she be i mean where does a sixteen year old go.

MeanWhile Phoebes POV

        I dont want to go bck yet i just dont i want to go do somthig ive never done... i want to go to a bar. I start driving around town looking for a bar or someplace that sells liqour. I look to my left and i see a sign it says the Dubliner Bar and Spirits. I pull in the parking lot and start searching the car for money and my Linsence i know i cant get anything till im  21 but screw it. I walk in I sit at the bar 

"hello miss can i get you anyhting" the bartender asks

"Oh can i have the drink emnu please" i ask 

"Ya sure give me a sec" he says  He Walks away and then comes back with a menu

"Thank you" i say he nods i look at the menu i dont know what to get  Vodka beer or Scotch

"Heyy sir, can i have a vodka please" i ask he nods and starts makes my drink i wonder do i look older i bet i do with all these bruises. He hands me the Vodka

"So were you in  a fight" the Bartender asks

"Ya i was at Steve and Marks and i won the mens tournament" i say his eyes widen

"you won the mens tournament" he says i nod 

"It was easy he wasnt even a challenge" I say taking a sip of my drink 

"Wow you  must be really good" he says

"YA i have been boxing since i was a kid" i say

"Kool" he says The bartender and I keep talking and i keep drinking

        Then Jake walks in he struts over And sweeps me up and starts carrying me out. 

"Jake put me down please" i ask He looks forward sternly well im pissed now I slap him and he looks down at me

"Now talk to me" i say

"Phoebe i love you so dang much but you cant run off and I cant take this anymore your being immature-" i cut him off

"Your saying im imature (i jump out of his arms) your the immature one here i cant take it anymore all of you, you dont hear what i have to say sometimes i get tired of running i get tired of being a coward im so done" I say i turn and walks away he grabs my wrist and turns me around and pulls me into a passionate kiss i kiss back. For once i feel like.... like.... Me.