I try to keep quiet in my spot here on the window seat. I over heard enough of my loves phone call to know she is trying to get him to come back. I know he never will but it hurts so much to know the sacrifices he may have to make for the choices he is making.
I just wish I knew if I was worth it.
Yes he tells me everyday I am, but once the hiding is over I hope I truly can live up to his ideals.
"Greedy fucking bitch" yup she was still pushing for more. Five minutes in a room and...
My thought are cut off by my sweet sweet best friend Edward wandering the halls.
"That bad Jas?"
"Fucking bitch wont let up, and her father is now in there when she calls to pushing harder and harder." he sounds close to breaking and I want to go to him and wrap him up in my love for him. My sweet sweet southern boy with the wavy soft hair, crooked grin and sparkling hazel eyes. He came from nothing and made it on his own and I could be fucking prouder. That bitch deserves nothing and she and her father had no part in making him what he is. I love him with my whole being. If only I could shout it from the roof tops.
I am jealous of Ed and Emm. I want my freedom too!
