Girls Like me.
Chapter 4.
“Maybe we were just hearing
things.” I whispered to Jake, as we sat in the bin,
squished together.
“Yeah,
maybe-“
All of a sudden, the sound of a
door busting open came from downstairs.
I clenched my teeth, trying to be
as mute as possible.
I shot a worried look to Jake,
holding back the urge to burst into
tears.
“I don’t want to go to
jail, Jake.” I whispered in a pained
voice.
“Bree, we’re going to
be fine.” He whispered back, interlocking his fingers
in mine.
Normally, I would have pulled away
because of the whole ‘playing hard to get,’
thing.
But not now, no, I was scared to
death of getting caught.
“Should I check in
here?” I heard an officer’s voice right above
us.
I felt my whole body go still, and
if even for a second, my heart stopped
beating.
Jake quickly clamped his hand over
my mouth to keep me from bursting out into
sobs.
“Are you kidding me
Roy? Do you really think a teenager could fit in
that? Let’s be a little practical.” Another
officer said sternly.
I felt a wave of relief rush over
me.
“That was close.” Jake
muttered as the police left the room.
“Yeah.” I
admitted. “A little too
close.”
I then realized that we were still
holding hands.
“Uh, sorry.” I blushed,
a little embarrassed, releasing my hand from
his.
“It’s fine Bree,
really.” He smiled innocently.
Suddenly, I felt his hand brush
against my cheek.
“I really missed you
Bree.” He began. “And I’m really
sorr-“
“There you guys are!”
Zoe ripped open the bin’s lid. “I thought
the polic—oh, am I interrupting
something?”
“Oh, uh, no. We
we’re just getting out Jake,
right?”
“Right.” He said,
disappointment filled his voice.
Great timing Zoe, I thought
sarcastically to myself.
“We are never doing something
so stupid again.” Ryan said, as we walked back
towards Jake’s.
“Agreed.” Jaycie said,
shooting an accusing look towards Zoe.
“Well I thought it was
exciting.” She said defensively, crossing her
arms.
“Put your hands up where I
can see them!” A voice screamed from
behind.
“Well, if you thought that
was exciting,” I began.
“Prepare to be
f//king
thrilled.”
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(: Hint for what's coming in next chapter---
I suddenly felt myself start to shake.
Not only because I was cold, but because I couldn't
lie.
---Bree's POV.
Okay, I litterally could think of no hint at
all..they will get better;p
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