CHAPTER 4
The next morning Jack woke up thinking about Tara. "I should've said something to her" he thought to himself. But as soon as the thought went through his head the anger that filled his body the night before returned. "I'm her best friend! I tell her everything, and she's supposed to tell me everything! That's the way it's always been. It's like some unwritten rule!" As soon as the words leaked form his mouth he realized how stupid he was being. "There has got to be some reason why she hasn't been telling me what she's been doing," he thought to himself.
As soon as he got dressed he headed out to Tara's room to speak to her about the previous night. He started walking down the hallway and when he got to the old jewelry store that Tara had claimed, and redesigned, as her own he remembered something that made him feel stupid for forgetting. About a week ago Bray had dragged her from her beautiful room kicking and screaming, forcing her to mover her bed and belongings in with him, so that he could keep a closer eye on her. Jack couldn't help but laugh as he remembered the scene that Tara had made.
Tara had tried to sneak into the mall around 4:30 that morning. She had gone out the previous night and ended up staying out way too long, yet again. This had set Bray off, he had told her time and time again to not leave the mall, but every time she blew him off and did what she wanted to do. When he caught her sneaking in they started yelling at each other, and by the time Bray had sent her up to her room they had woken up almost every person in the mall. The yelling had lasted about 45 minutes and when they were done neither of them felt any better. Later that afternoon Bray had decided what he was going to do. He headed off to get Tara out of her room and when he got there she was ready for him. Before he had even taken one step into her room she was heaving stuffed animals, dirty clothes, rocks, and even rolled up pieces of paper at him. Some how she knew what was coming and she wasn't going to allow it. Surprisingly enough with all the screaming and yelling coming from Tara's mouth, and the object's flying from her hands Bray didn't stop. He walked right up to her grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her out of her room down the stairs and onto his own bed, where he locked her in for the next few hours, so she could cool down.
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