He never thought he'd get this interested in a girl who just moved into his house.
Kennedy Kinsey, a bubbly and talkative girl, moves to New York to live with her dad's best friend after her parent's death.
She never thought she would be this attrac...
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♥Chapter 52: ᴡʜᴇʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴢᴇꜱ♥
✿Kennedy✿
"It's been five years since Jake died." My voice nearly cracks.
Corey laughs, "Good riddance."
I shoot him a look before continuing, turning my voice wobbly again, "There hasn't been a single day where I don't miss him."
"Toothy!"
"Aww, boy-boy, want me to give you a hug?" Cole asks.
"Not now. I'm in the middle of a heart-breaking speech." I send him a glare for interrupting me.
"Toothy!"
"Right, right. My bad. Continue." Cole apologizes.
"Yeah so as I was saying." I continue. "It has been five years since Jake died and there hasn't been a day where I haven't missed him. I can still feel him beside me and hear his voice shouting at something."
"Toothy!"
"My heart has never felt grief this deep." I pat my chest.
"TOOTHY!"
"What?" Toothy snaps.
"Thank you for noticing me so soon." Jake's voice drips with sarcasm. "I really appreciate your attention towards me. Now a little help here?"
Toothy's eyes drift from Jake to the two boys sitting on top of his figure on the floor. Corey on his back and Cole on his legs. They both had twisted Jake's arms and legs back, pinning him completely to the floor.
"No thanks." Toothy looks back at her phone.
"Toothy!" Jake yells.
"Ha, ha! She's not on your side this time." Corey grins.
"Toothy I can't fucking breathe!" Jake complains.
"Would you all stop interrupting my speech?" I narrow my eyes.
"You're talking about my death!" Jake shoots me a look.
"Someone's gotta do it someday," I respond.
Jake tries wiggling from Corey's and Cole's grip. He looks like a giant worm.
"I need more weight," Corey says, struggling to keep Jake's arms pinned for too long. "Toothy come on him with us."
Toothy raises her eyebrows at Corey. "No."
"Ken?" Corey turns towards me.
"Sure." I grin and stroll towards Jake, flopping down on his back.
"Oh wow," Jake's voice is a dry retort, and he rolls his eyes, "She's so heavy. I don't think I'll ever be able to get up now. Oh, the agony of my bones crushing."
