Chapter 4

"Go away!" She screams at me through the closed door.

"Min," I gently whisper, turning the door knob with great caution. When I get the door all the way open I see Mindy lying on her bed face down. Something is crumpled up in her fist and her shoulders shake, revealing the fact that Mindy is crying.

"Are you okay?" I ask, sitting on the bed next to her. I awkwardly rub circles on her back with my hand.

"Don't touch me," she snarls at me. I remove my hand and she turns to face me. I quietly study her tear-streaked face. Her green eyes are red and puffy informing me of the fact that she's been crying for quite a while. For a split second her eyes fall to her clenched fist but they quickly return to meet my eyes. "I thought I told you to leave cunt."

"I didn't listen," I mutter, stating the obvious. "What's wrong Min? You can tell me, I promise I won't make fun of you and I'll do anything I can to help fix it."

"You can't fucking fix it!" She screams at me. "You would have to be able to bring back the fucking dead! I miss my daddy and he'd be really disappointed with me considering I'm sitting here crying like a fucking pussy! I hate myself and daddy would hate me too!"

"Min, I may not have known your daddy for very long but I know for a fact he would have been very proud of you," I say, placing my hand once again on the thirteen year olds back. "You have done an amazing job killing all these pricks in the city, or locking them up. You are only thirteen Min, you have to cut yourself some slack; I mean, so what if you haven't killed Chris D'Amico yet? You can't do everything; you're still a little girl."

A scowl appears on Mindy's face and before I know what's happening, I'm lying face down on her floor. She is sitting on my back holding my arm in a position that could break it if she moves at all. "Take it back!" She snarls into my ear. "Take back what you just said! I am not a little girl! Could a little girl have pinned you down like this in a matter of seconds!? Could a little girl have as much strength as me?"

Before I can respond she slowly moves my arm, "OW FUCK!" I shout. "FINE! I TAKE IT BACK! YOU ARE NOT A FUCKING LITTLE GIRL!"

"Thank you," she says as she releases my arm and hopping off of me.

I stand up and rub my arm that is now a bright shade of red. "Min, I think you need a hug." I state.

"Don't you fucking touch me or else I will stab you." She threatens.

And of course I would rather not be stabbed but I couldn't help it. I mean she looked so sad and depressing; I couldn't just let my best friend suffer. And I thought that maybe a hug would cheer her up. So I turned her around so she was facing me before wrapping my arms around her waist. She tried to hit me and punch me at first but I refused to let go. And eventually she gave up and hugged me back. So we stood there in the middle of her room. My arms wrapped around her waist, hers around my neck, her feet wrapped around my waist. I mean if we looked at each other, we could kiss. I mentally scold myself for even considering kissing a thirteen year old girl. What kind of perv was I?

"Dave?" Mindy whispers in my ear, hugging me tighter.

"Yeah Min?" I asked, wondering if something was wrong.

"Can you kiss me? I've never been kissed before but all the other girls at school have and they make fun of it for it. I know daddy would probably be pissed at me for worrying about something as stupid as this but I'm tired of getting bullied. Daddy usually would be the one to comfort me but he's not here and I honestly think that if you kissed me, I would feel a little better." Each word that she whispers into my ear sends tickles down my spine. Then I realize what she's asking for. She wants me to kiss her. Then my thoughts drift back to Katie. How would she feel if she knew? But maybe she doesn't have to know… Plus it's not like the kiss would mean anything, I would just be trying to comfort my best friend.

"Okay," I whisper back. She pulls back from me, legs still straddling my torso. I look into her blue eyes that bore into mine. Her eye lids slowly shut as she presses her lips against mine. As our lips move in sync, my eyelids flicker shut as well. I know the kiss should mean nothing but I feel like it's the most important thing. Butterflies go insane in my stomach as she runs her fingers through my curls. And then we part, staring at each other, the fascination obvious in our eyes. And then she presses her lips to mine again, wanting another kiss. I want to push her away but honestly I enjoyed kissing her.

And then we are forced to part again as we hear the sound of my phone ringing. I pull it from my pocket, still hugging Mindy.

"Hello?" I answer it.

"Hey babe, want to come over?" The voice of Katie asks through the phone.

"Can't I'm um comforting Mindy, something happened in her family," I say. Technically it's not lying… But then a wave of guilt flows over me. I have a girlfriend and here I am making out with a thirteen year old girl.

"Oh, you've been hanging around her a lot lately; I'm starting to feel like you don't want to be with me anymore. But whatever, I'll just invite someone else over," she says, fake hurt in her voice.

Before I can respond, she hangs up. I sigh before slipping my phone back into my pocket.

"Min, I can't kiss you again," I say. "I have a girlfriend and it's not fair to her."

"But you're just trying to make me feel better. It's not like it means anything. Yeah I do have a crush on you but it's not like that crush is going to turn into anything more than that Dave. But whatever; you don't have to kiss me again and you can leave to go fuck your whore if you want. It wouldn't matter." Mindy says her voice cracking.

More guilt finds its way to me as Mindy speaks. I set her down in her bed and cover her with her purple blanket. "Sleep. Okay?" I say to her.

"Okay," she whispers, looking into my eyes.

I kiss her forehead and turn to leave but she grabs my wrist. "Stay with me," she says.

"Always," I answer before sitting next to her and taking her hand in mine.

(A/N: So heyyy I know I haven't updated in a while but I had writers block. I still do so it might take a while for the next chapter but the next chapter will be the 'present' and not a memory like this one. So yeah, lemme know what you guys thought and if you have any suggestions do not be afraid to let me know!)