Safe

Happy Thanksgiving

I sigh and lay my head on the pillow. I look at my bedside clock and my eyes open wide. "Jake it's 3:45 am. Don't you think you should go home? You dad is going to be worried to death." I say, looking him in the eyes.

"No. My dad don't exactly care about me since my mom died. Which reminds me, I was going to ask you, can I kind of crash here tonight?" Jake asks, with a sad expression.

"Yeah, we just can not let my dad find out. Thank god he has sound proof walls. Uhm not that I don't want you here but why can't you go home?" I ask, my eyes gazing into the perfect hazel orbs in front of me.

"Me and my dad got in a fight and I don't want him to call foster care on me again.." Jake trails off.

I can not ask why he's in foster care. I will find out some other time. I can not cry any more today. I am all out of tears. I just want to sleep.

I yawn and Jake pulls me close to him.
"Goodnight little kitty, see you in the morning." He kisses my forehead and I turn my body into his.

He wraps his muscular arms around me and I bury my head in his chest. He smells so beautiful.

I haven't been held since Zack.

This is the best thing ever. I never though I would be held again, by anyone.

Maybe I am ready to have a boyfriend.

Can Jake really become my boyfriend? I don't even know if I like him. I think I like him, I'm just afraid. Maybe I should follow my heart and not my head.

I feel Jakes breathing become slow and calm and I realize he is asleep. I smile in his chest and leave a gentle kiss behind.

I wrap my arm around his waist and close my eyes. Maybe I should date him. He really cares about me, I think.

My breathing becomes calm and slow, becoming in sync with Jakes breathing.

Before I know it I'm out like a light.




I wake up to the sun shinning in my eyes. I squint my eyes and move my hand. I feel something in my bed. No. A someone. I turn over and see Jake.

I smile and look at his calm facial features. He looks so beautiful when he sleeps. All his thoughts and memories far from reality. I wonder what he's dreaming about.

I put my hand on the side of his face and rub my thumb back and forth across his cheek. I move my hand onto his head and ruffle his gorgeous chocolate brown hair.

"Good morning beautiful." Jake says in a sleepy voice, half smiling, only showing one dimple.

I smile and he raises up slowly. He looks at me in the eyes. "If I got to wake up seeing your beautiful face every day I would be in heaven." He kisses my nose and I blush.

"Aubree! Wake up! You're gonna be late for school!" My dad shouts from the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh my god! I forgot yesterday was Sunday!" I jump out of bed and start slinging clothes out of my wardrobe.

"Bree.." Jake whispers, sleepily crawling out of bed. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist from behind me.

"What?" I say, melting in his arms.

"It's thanksgiving, we don't have school this week." He whispers in my ear, leaving behind a kiss on my jawline.

"It's already thanksgiving?" I say frowning.

"Yeah." He says, slipping away from me.

I get a text from my dad saying never mind and that he is leaving me asleep and he's gone to work.

"I guess we have today to ourselves." Jake says. He takes my hand and spins me around in circles. I giggle and blush.