I know, its been forever since the last update. I apologize! Football season is always crazy for me... Any way, here's the new chapter. Enjoy! :)
Oh, and this chapter is dedicated to JakeHarrisLover. She should know why. (:
Josh slammed the door as he entered the house and threw the keys on the table. "Fuck," he mumbled to himself as he flung himself on the couch.
After a few minutes, Jake walked out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. He looked at his brother for a long while and finally sat down beside him, propping his feet on the coffee table. He looked at Josh, "What happened, dude?"
"Who said anything happened," he snapped back.
"You did with that response," Jake said. "You came in slamming doors and throwing keys everywhere."
Josh glared at the coffee table as if it was the source of all of his problems. Suddenly, he stood up and started pacing in front of the fireplace. "Julianne showed up at the docks," he growled. "She tried to get between Dakota and I and you know what, Jake?" He stopped pacing and looked back at Jake. "She fucking succeeded. I let her get to me," he shouted.
"Okay," Jake ran a hand over his face, "I'm alittle lost, bro."
"Julianne was at the dock when Kota and I got back. She started saying all of this shit about how she missed me. Well, Dakota let it slip that she knew that Julianne cheated on me. I got pissed that Dakota knew and she ran off, crying to Edgar. I cussed Julianne out and went to go find Kota. When I walked in, she was in Edgar's room, holding on to him and just sobbing. He wouldn't leave so I told her that I would only talk to her when she's alone."
Jake stared at him and finally shook his head, "That was a bad move, bro. Bad move."
Josh flopped back onto the couch and groaned, "I know that, Jacob. But what do I do to get her back?"
"You could do what I always do and wait it out or you could go and try to talk to her."
Josh groaned again and buried his face in his hands, "Fuck me to tears, man."
Dakota sat on the the edge of Edgar's bed, trying to control her tears. She had been crying for two hours straight. "Edgar," she sniffled, "what do I do?"
He sat down beside her and pulled her to him, "What do you mean, honey?"
"What if Josh and I are done before we even started?"
"Not to be an ass but I think you're over reacting, sweetie."
She looked up at him, "How?"
"I mean," he stuttered, "it's not like the two of you were in love with each other or had been together for years or anything."
Dakota pushed him away and stood up, "That's what you don't get, Edgar! He told me he had been in love with me for years last night! And like the damn idiot I am, I told him that I still loved him too." She frantically ran a hand through her hair, "That's what has me hung up. Why would he do this if he "loves" me." She looked over at Edgar, "Now do you see why I'm "over reacting"?"
Edgar nodded, "Yeah. But do you really think he'd do this if he "loved" you, Dakota? Honestly tell me what you think."
Dakota stood in the middle of the room and stared at him. Her head spun with confusion. She chewed on her lip as she contemplated. Finally after a while of deafening silence, she looked up at Edgar and with a single tear rolling down her cheek, she said, "No. I don't think he loves me, Edgar. I just got used by my childhood best friend." Her knees buckled under her small frame and she collapsed in the middle of the room. She curled up and held her knees to her chest as she sobbed.
Slowly, Edgar laid down beside her and held her to his chest again. He soothed her until he finally felt her breathing slow and become deeper, signaling she had fallen asleep. He carefully picked her up off of the floor and gently laid her on his bunk. Once he had her situated, he climbed in and pulled the covers over them. He held her close with his arm wrapped around her waist and kept her company while she slept.
