Grace's POV

After dragging Kim upstairs, I gave her a piece of my mind.

"What were you thinking! Again! Why don't you just get pregnant already! Seriously, you're slowly turning into a prostitute! That's not good, if you don't know! I still can't believe you would do this. AGAIN! And with Jack Brewer, who you were complaining about since we got here and now you-you do that with him!" I yell, Kim's eyes blazing, matching my anger.

"I guess I have to stay at home the rest of my life just so you'll behave, right?!" Kim was absolutely speechless. "I don't have to take this from you!" She finally screamed, pushing past me. She was about to go downstairs, but she turned to me instead. "When will you learn to mind your own damn business?" My mouth dropped about twenty feet to the ground.

"You ungrateful little-" In the heat of the moment, I marched over to her and slapped the living mess out of her. She tackled me, holding my hands down. "Try that again, see what happens!" She released my hands and got off me.

I pushed her into the wall, her face forward, making a gigantic thunk noise. She turned to hit me back, but I slammed her in the wall again. She turns once more, but punches me in the face. The boys come running upstairs to see what was happening and by that point we were on the floor again, hitting each other again and again.

I feel strong arms around my waist that were pulling me off. I turn to see Jerry. "Listen, all of you. If we are going to live together, we need some ground rules, because I'm so sick of drama! Kim, Jack, why don't you two just make out and be together. Grace, why can't you just let her live her life the way she wants?" I can't believe my own boyfriend is turning on me!

"Because the way she lives is wrong!" He sighed. "Maybe to you, but different people want different things. You've settled down. Maybe Kim's not ready."

Kim stuck her tongue out. I pulled forward, attempting to punch her in the mouth, but Jerry's arms were securely around my waist and covering my arms.

"This is not how friends should act!" Jerry exclaimed. "Heck, people who hate each other act better. Everyone needs some frickin' self control in this house! God!" Jerry released me and stormed out.

"He's right," I admitted. "I hate to admit it, but he's right." Kim quietly said. Jack didn't say anything.

"Kim, it's your life, act how you want. Just know that I want the best for you. I've grown up and settled down. Maybe it's time you did too. But that's your decision to make, not mine." Kim looked thoughtfully to me. "It's nice to know someone cares about me that much. You always have. How could I not have seen that?" Kim ran to me and we hugged. The best friends since Kindergarten, still were best friends.

Jack cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Glad to be part of your little Girl-fest, but-"

"Hold up. We have to talk about what happened, for real this time. Let's go to my room."

Kim was acting so mature, it was odd. A change that was long-needed.

I go downstairs to find Jerry in his room. I knocked on his door. There was no answer, but I entered anyway. Jerry had his headphones hooked into his laptop, listening to Pandora. I walk over, yank out one of his ear buds and say hi.

"Hey." He said quietly. "I'm sorry. We all talked it out so don't be mad." His head cocked to the left. "Mad? You think I'm mad?"

"Well, um, yeah." He took the other earbud out and faced me. "Well I'm not." I sigh in relief. "Good I-"

"I'm disappointed." He interrupted. "In me?" He nodded.

"I always assumed you were the calm, level-headed type. You proved today that you weren't." I was suddenly afraid he was going to break up with me then and there. I had to do or say something!

"That's why I need you, you make me a better person. I used to be just like Kim, sleeping around with random guys, out drinking and partying until three in the morning, but you changed that. I absolutely love and adore you for it. So just don't... leave me."

I was aware of how pitiful I sounded, but I loved him. I couldn't lose him. "Grace," Jerry's dark eyes filled with concern as he stood up, took my hand and sat me beside him on his bed.

"I love you. I'm not going to leave you over something like this. I'm never going to leave you. Never. It breaks my heart that you think I would."

I felt my heart flutter. "You're the most wonderful person in the world." Okay, I'm pretty sure my heart's about to burst. His hand touches my face affectionately, then turns my head so my lips met his. It was a kiss that wasn't like anything I had felt before. It was sweet, passionate, gentle, and was fueled by love. I dreaded the second it ended. But as soon as it stopped, one followed that was even better.

Heeeey guys! Thanks for reading! And I apologize for not updating, but I just haven't felt inspired... (That's another way of saying I'm lazy) Anyway, I love you guys and if you read my other stories, I've updated them as well. Peace out, Brussel Sprout!

-Olivian101