♥The♥First♥Song♥(romance)Chpt8

"No way."
"Please?"

"Nope."
"Come'on Cammie!"
"Uh-uh."
"Jesus Cammie you've been in this house for months you need to get out!"

I plopped dramatically on my bed. "Leave me in my own misery,please."

Lola glared at me.
"I know it's been rough with you're mom dying and then you're sister. I really do. But as one of you're closest friends it's my duty to keep you from rotting in you're house. So get the hell up and put the outfit on that I picked out for you."
I groaned.
"Where are we going?"
Lola smiled.
"After we pick up Jay-"
"You said it was a girls night out!"
I blushed friously.
Lola smiled.
"Like having him come would be a big problem."
"Ye...yes it would." I cleared my throat and turned my back to her.
"Your exstatic. Look, if you don't want him to come I'll call and cancel. I just thought you-"
"No,no! That'd be rude."
I stripped and started to pull the black mini skirt and forest green bubble shirt on.
"So, when are you going to admit it?"
"Admit what?" I looked at her from the mirro reflection.
"Admit that your slowly falling head-over-heels for Jay."
I shook my head sadly.
"I was falling for Antonio,and look what he did. He murdered my sister! He murdered my mother! I'm not going to let the people I love around my die because I'm stupid enough to fall for a guy with a cute butt and nice smile."
I wipped a tear off my cheeck roughly.
Lola look hurt and upset.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I thought this gettin out of the house thing might do you good."
"Well you were wrong! Your just making things worse!" I pulled the mini and shirt off and threw them at her.
"Just get out of here will you?"
Tears fell down her cheeks. She quickly grabbed the clothes and ran out.
I sighed. Peace at last.
Or so I thought. About an hour later while I was floating in the pool, Jay came walking out.
I shrieked and fell off the float.
I came up sputtering and spitting water out of my mouth.
And stood there looking down at me with his arms crossed.
"That was pretty harsh, don't you think?"
I glared at him.
"What? I was just being honest. I don't want people trying to help me. I don't need it."
I climbed out of the pool, grabbed a towel and started drying off.
"News flash babe,people do care. Weather you like it or not."
"I don't need anyone. I can do this on my own."
"Everyone one needs someone. Please,just let people in."
"People hurt me! They don't care. They just hurt and monopulate me."
He sighed and ran his hand threw his hair.
Did I mention he look hot?
"People do care,more then you think."
"Whats that supposed to mean?"
"That people love you, and want to keep you safe. And be with you forever."
I looked at him.
"I wish," I whispered, "that it was that easy."
He steped closed his hair falling into his gorgeous eyes. His breath on my face.
"It's not that hard. Just let yourself go. Relax."
My breath quickened.
I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I tried to will myself to make them go away.
Of course life doesn't work that way, so they spilled over. Falling down my cheeks like rain.
He brushed them away with his thumbs.
"Shh, crying helps." Jay pulled me close to him. I breathed in his sent. He smelled like ink, after shave and coffee. I sobbed into his chest for what seemed like hours.
He just held me agasnt him stroking my hair.
I really needed what he was doing. I had never felt so safe,and protected before. I love the feeling of that.
After a while he said; "You need to go to sleep come'on."
He scooped me up in his arms effortlessly and carried me to my room.
He layed me on my bed and tucked me in.
"Don't leave me..." I whispered groggily.
"Shhh," he smoothed my hair back. "I'll be right here. Okay?"
I nodded and fell asleep.
And for the first time since my mom died, I slept.