Bree's point of view:
How can he do that to me?
Wtf Jake...
Okay Bree, its okay calm down.
*
Unknown person's(UP) point of view:
UP: "Jake, don't be disrespectful son."
Jake: "Oh shut the fuck up dad, you have no idea what your saying. Do you know what the fuck you put me through? No, you don't because you don't 'scoop that low' right? Because when you were my age, you didn't deserve to be put through what I have been through, well lemme' tell you this, no fucking teenager should ever be fucking put in this position. Oh and dad? Lets change the 'you get to hang up on my face' habit, kay'?"
-Jake hung up-
~Bree's p.o.v:
Eeeeeep, it's Jake.
Open the door, dumbass then.
Oh right.
I can hear him panting heavily outside the door.
"Jake?"
"Can I come in?"
"Yeah, sure babe."
I could swear I saw him stiff as I called him 'babe'.
"You okay Jakey?"
Again, he stiffened more, if that was possible anyway.
"No, can I spend the night?"
"Yeah.."
"Is everything okay tho-
"NO BREE, NO OKAY? IS THAT WHAT YOU FUCKING WANTED TO HEAR?"
"Go."
As if on que, as if even though I would've said no, he would've still done it, he stormed to my room and banged the door. I didn't leach out of him because I knew I would only make it worse. I hate feeling helpless though...
*
"Jake, you hungry?"
Finally, in 5 hours, he opened the door.
"Bree?"
"Hm?"
"Wanna move in with me?"
"Wai-What?"
"I realized that I-"
"No Jake, no. We're only freaking juniors, don't you think we're taking this a bit too fast?"
"No?"
"No."
"Oh okay, well I was just gonna ask you that because maybe we have been dating for 6 years and I just thought I'd give it a go. Oh and Bree?"
"Hm?'
"Tell Troy I say Hi tonight." He said with a wink.
Shit.
"And Bree?"
"...."
"Its over, 'babe'"
What?
No Jake please dont.