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The Bad Girl By XmysterysmileX Characters: 13043

Updated: 2018-03-02 15:39

Meghan's P.O.V

"So, " Jake starts, looking around the room nervously. I roll my eyes and stare at Jake, waiting for him to ask me a question.

You see, when we got home from school today, Hannah had left us a note on the fridge explaining why she isn't coming home till later because she has to run some errands. Also on the note, it said that we should take our time to know one each other and gain each other's trust, if we haven't already. Surprisingly, this made me think about the whole 'finding the deeper side to Jake' thing and it made me think that I can maybe get to know Jake this way... since things at school didn't go to well.

Just to make it short, Emma wasn't at school because she had a 'dentist' appointment and Danny didn't hang out with us today because he was too busy screwing some chick during lunch. So, lunch was awkward, if I do say so myself.

Anyway, so now we are sitting in Jake's room, him on the end of the bed, facing me while I am leaning against his headboard, staring directly at Jake. Since I had no idea what to ask him first, Jake decided to start but he has just been looking around the room muttering 'so' and 'uh' for the past ten minutes.

"Uh--" I let out a groan, running a hand down my face.

"If you don't ask me something soon, I'm going to punch you. Understand?" I ask, raising a brow at Jake. He gulps and nods.

Wow, he seemed so confident with me last night. What the hell is up with him today?

We sit in silence for a few minutes while I wait for Jake to speak. I know he is trying is absolute hardest to not say 'uh' but with the glares I'm giving him, I'm pretty sure he won't receive a punch to the face.

"Okay, I have a question." Jake says after what feels like forever. I nod slowly and bring my knees up to my chin, resting my head on the balls on my knees.

"Go on." I say and Jake let's out a sigh, scratching the back of his neck.

"Okay... do all of your tattoos has a meaning or story behind them?" Jake asks and I nod.

"Yep." I say, popping the 'p'. "If they didn't have any meaning, they wouldn't be on my skin." I add and Jake nods.

"Can I--"

"Ah, ah, it's my turn." I say with a small grin, sitting up and crossing my legs. I look up at the ceiling in thought, trying to rack through the million questions that I have stored in my head for this moment.

"Okay, Jakie." I start, a grin making its way onto my face. "Tell me something about your wife-to-be." I say and Jake let's out a sigh.

"Okay, well, we sort have known each other for quite some time now. You see, my mom and her parents are friends which is part of the reason why my mom is making me marry Courtney. But, uh, no offence, she is a little annoying." Jake says and I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Oh really?" I ask and Jake nods. I smirk and nod, waving Jake off. "Okay, that's all I wanted to hear." I say and Jake furrows his eyebrows in confusion but before he can push on it, I clap my hands together.

"C'mon, we don't have all day." I say and Jake nods, looking away from me for a split second before his brown eyes meet my green ones.

"What is the story behind the date on your forearm?" Jake asks, referring to the tattoo that I got in memory of my brother.

"Its just a date that basically tells everyone the day that my brother died." I say and Jake's eyes widen.

"You had a brother?" He asks and I nod.

"Had a brother, yes." I say, holding back the memory of that tragic night I saw my brother dead beside me. I shake my head a little, shaking the memory away.

"I-I'm sorry." Jake mumbles and I wave him off.

"Its fine. Shit happens." I say but just as I am about to tell Jake that it is my turn to ask the question, the memory comes flooding back. Then, to add to my already breaking heart, my mom's voice cuts in.

"You two both no longer belong here! I got rid of you two a long time ago so beat it!" M

n pressing against her paper. I shrug and lean back in my chair.

"Because one of the students was picking on me because it was 'bring your father to school' day and she was teasing me saying that my father didn't come because he was sleeping with every girl around town. So, we had a fight after school and when I went to punch her, my arm went flying back and I smashed his window. The car wasn't even suppose to be driving on the road so I guess I did him a favour." I say and Hannah's mouth drops.

"If you were suspended, how did you get to take the photo?" Hannah asks and I shrug again.

"They brought me back for that one day so I could take a photo." I explain and Hannah nods. I look back down at the photo again before giving it back to Hannah.

"Okay, now, the last photo." Hannah says and I let out a sigh. I already know how I'm going to look. I grab the photo and look down at it, nodding at my suspicions.

I was right.

My blonde hair is falling down my back in its usual waves and my green eyes look tired. Anyone would be able to tell that I was crying because of how my cheeks were a light pink and the fact that my eyes had bags under them. I let out a sigh and rub my eye.

"Meghan, apart from the other two photos, you look sad and tired in this one. Why is that?" Hannah asks but I already know she knows the answer. This is what I hate about these sessions. She asks questions to get the answers that she already knows. Hannah just wants me to say it aloud.

"Because my brother died a year ago on that day the photo was taken." I say and Hannah nods, writing my response on her paper. I look down at the photo and bite my lip. I don't even want to look at this. I hand the photo back to Hannah and lower my head, looking down at my hands.

"Meghan, I believe that your brother passed away on your birthday, am I correct?" Hannah asks and I nod.

"Yes." I mumble and instead of Hannah asking another question, she stands up and walks over to me. She gestures for me to stand and I do, the tears threatening to fall. I won't let them though.

Hannah surprises me by bringing me into a tight hug and all of a sudden, I feel the first tear fall. I haven't received a hug like this in... forever. As the tear slides down to my lips, I feel the rest of the tears slip and I can't help but hug Hannah back, finally letting my vulnerable side show.

"If you ever need anything, anything at all, Meghan..." Hannah says and before she can continue, I bite my lip and nod.

"I know."


A/N - Thoughts on this chapter? Thoughts on Meghan?


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