Ray pov
I watched Jacob as he did his homework in my room. He's been staying here for three days already,but I don't mind because he told me what happened.
And If it was up to me,I would've been over his house,beating her ass.
That's just my opinion.
I couldn't help but to look at him.
He was fucked up in the head.
But I love him.
More than a friend.
I only wish he would let me help him. Because I know some of the shit he had to go through and I'm surprised he's still here.
Then he's cutting himself,what if he cut the wrong spot on his arm? Then what? I don't think I can go on without him. I need him More then he needs me.
I sigh,while quickly wipping away a tear.
"Ray,you okay?" Jacob said looking at me concerned.
" yea, couldn't be better" I lied.
