I woke up to my phone ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hey Kat it's me."
"Hey Jay what's up?"
"Nothing much just thinking about you."
I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks.
"Oh really, I'm thinking about you too."
"I love you Kat."
"I love you too Jay."
"Has your dad come to visit yet?"
"No I'm going to try and call him soon."
"You think he's in jail?"
"I hope not, I could imagine that though."
"Haha me too."
"I miss you."
"I'll visit you soon I just have a few errands to run."
"Ok I hope to see you."
"Love you bye."
"Bye."
I meant every word I said to him. I love him, I miss him, I could imagine if my dad is in jail. I sighed. I hope he meant the stuff he said. If he loved me, if he was thinking about me. My eyelids felt heavy, it's weird every since I hurt my foot I've been really tired. I fell asleep.
Ring Ring, ring ring!!!
"Hello?"
"Kat are you ok where are you!?!"
"Who is this?"
"It's your father, I'm in prison, I stole again."
"DAD WHAT THE FUCK YOU OBVIOUSLY DON'T LOVE ME, YOU SAID IF YOU DIDN'T STEAL AGAIN YOU REALLY LOVED ME!!!"
"Kat I'm sorry."
"DONT CALL ME EVER AGAIN YOUR NOT MY DAD!!"
"Kat?"
"FUCK YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!"
I slammed the phone on the bed. I started to cry. I never want to see him again.
"Kat?"
I looked at the door. It was Jay.
"Did you umm hear all that?"
"Yeah."
"Sorry you had to."
"No it's fine it just scared me a little bit, I've never seen you this mad before."
"Yeah I get really mad at my dad sometimes."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Weeeeell."
"Well what?"
"Nothing."
"Oh."
"This is awkward now."
"Yeah haha."
"Haha."
"Jay?"
"Yeah?"
"I got up the best I could and asked him to come over or the bed. When he came over I leaned him and kissed him. I turned away blushing. He turned my face toward his. He kissed me back. I looked at the mirror behind him, I looked like a tomato. I started to laugh.
"Whats so funny?"
"I look like a tomato."
I couldn't stop laughing. He started laughing too. I scooted over and he climbed in the bed. I blushed. He blushed too. The person who gives me my pain medicine saw us and closed the door and winked at me. She was a girl just a couple years older than me. She was 18. I laughed.
"What?"
"Oh nothing."
"Oh ok."
"Why did you climb in bed?"
"I just want to comfort you."
"Oh."
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I Love You, I Love You Too
RandomWARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE!!! Kat was a simple girl. She loved a boy. Jay was a simple boy. He loved a girl. THIS STORY IS BASICALLY MY FUCKING LIFE.
