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Bad for Me: Chapter Six

Jeremiah's POV

Fuck my life.

Everything was fine, until I woke up. That's how it normally was these days though. My dreams were bliss; it was Belly and I on a secluded beach, I'd like to imagine that it was our honeymoon. We wore nothing but smiles the whole time we were there and it was amazing.

But I woke up.

My whole body was clammy, the sheets were tangled in my legs, and I had nothing on. The girl beside me- Katie? Kathy? –was still asleep, thank God, and I was able to slip out of bed and find my boxers. I paused for a moment to look around the room, clothes haphazardly thrown about the room. Must have been a fun night, I thought smugly.

The girl began to stir so I quietly slipped out of the room and shut the door. I saw something move out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I started to walk down the hallway and as I looked up, I saw a figure pressed against a door.

Her.

Control yourself, Jeremiah! Say something! "Oh- um, hey." Then I waved. Who waves anymore?! Nice stuttering too man, way to play it cool. Dammit, I felt like I was in middle school again, asking my crush out for the first time.

"Hey," she said back, her eyes focused intently on my face. "I thought you and Conrad would've left by now?" "We're on our way out, I forgot my charger," she held it up in her hands and gave a little shrug. Something no one else would've noticed, but I did. I always noticed her.

I became less nervous and decided to push my luck. "Oh yeah I forgot, Belly can't go anywhere without forgetting something…" I stated, even adding a little smirk. Wrong move.

"Don't call me that! Wipe that smirk off your face too!" she snapped. I think I even saw her start to come towards me, but she stopped herself at the last second.

I felt everything drain out of me. I tried not to let it show, but I was shocked. Belly had a temper, everyone knew that, but rarely had she ever directed it towards me.

I needed to say something, apologize, anything, and I had just opened my mouth to do so when my bedroom door opened.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck fuckfuckfuckfuck.

Why now?! KathyKatie had to come out now. Please God, tell me she had clothes on! I glanced around and saw she was wearing my shirt. Well, it was something…

"Jere, do you mind if I go and get something from the kitchen? We can have breakfast in bed!" she came over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Help yourself," I told her, and leave me alone.

She looked over at Belly, and her face lit up. "Well hey there, you must be Belly," she smiled.

"It's Isabel," Belly stated coldly. Shit, was there about to be a fight? Was I going to have to go get Conrad? Luckily, KathyKatie just nodded. She also paused for a moment, then shrugged and went to the kitchen.

Belly started to move after her, I guess going back to Conrad. Story of my life. I couldn't let this moment go. She had to know, I felt something. She had to know.

I grabbed her wrist, I held it tight until I could feel her bracing to pull away and I let go. I looked at her. At her beautiful face.

After all these years, she still took my breath. How her fine hair framed her face, wisps always getting in her eyes, her side bangs just a tad too long. Her eyes were fiery and full of rage, taking a little bit of the child that was still left behind in her out. Her lips were full and pink.

God, how I wanted to have those lips on mine. I missed that so much. I still dream about the hours we would waste away, just kissing.

Her cheeks were still dusted with freckles. She was long and lean, and tan. The white tank top she was wearing was light and flowy, perfect for this time of year.

I didn't say any of that. I just let go. She left me, she took off to Conrad. I called a soft "be safe," after her, but she was gone.

I stood there for a moment, all the air felt like it had been sucked out of me. I wanted to sit down, put my head between my knees, and cry.

I walked into the kitchen instead.

KathyKatie was sitting on a stool we had at the breakfast bar, eating what looked like a bowl of Belly's 100% pure sugar cereal. Oh well, I'd buy more.

"Hey," she said, not looking at me, instead her eyes were looking at her bowl. I just sat down on the stool beside her. "You love her?" Again, I didn't say anything.

She sighed softly, and I felt her staring. I glanced up at her, she was smiling sadly. "You don't know my name, do you?"

I flinched and oh how I wanted to just beat the living shit out of myself. I kept hurting everyone around me. I had left all my friends, Belly, Con, my mom, these girls. This wasn't the life I should be living.

"Fight for her."

I almost hadn't heard her. She said it so quietly. I looked up at her, I really looked at her. She got up and put her bowl in the sink, then came to stand by me.

"It's Kaylee," she whispered. She pecked me on the cheek and wished me good luck. Then she left.

I thought it would be fun to kind of write the last chapter in Jere's perspective. I have a lot of fun with him. REVIEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Tell me what you'd like to see in the next few chapters, I haven't decided if I should write about their honeymoon, if I do it won't be long. Maybe just a chapter. Who knows. I have also decided I want to add a new character into the mix, whether it's one from the series or one I make up. Let me know if there is anyone specific you'd like to see!

Oh and I've decided I want to play a little game! Each week I'm going to leave a character's name at the bottom of the story, and in a comment, tell me the name of the actor you'd like to see play that character if this was a movie/TV show! I'll tell you whom I'd like to see them played by in the next chapter!

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