chap 26 ; kristine

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* 2 days later *

we found kimberly's body, and the cops took it.

they asked us how we found her body. of course we're not going to tell them we're ghost whisper's, so instead, we said that we saw it laying there when we strolling in the cave.

we got a chance to talk to isabelle about my older brother, we got to see pictures of him.

i'm mad that my parents never talked to me about him, not even my brother. but i can't blame my twin brother, he thought mom already told stories about him to me.

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"JANE! I NEED TO TAKE A SHIT!" jake yells through the bathroom door

"NO! USE THE OTHER RESTROOM!" i reply back

"BUT THAT'S THE STINKY ONE!" he whines

"FINE"

i hear the door open and close.

"when you're done, you better spray, or i wil-"

before i could finish my sentence, jake walks in the shower with me while i was putting soap on my body.

i quickly tried to cover my body, but i failed terribly, so i just turned around and covered my butt with my hands.

"jake! if you don't get out, i will kick you in your ass!" i threaten him

"jeez woman, calm down. we're boyfriend and girlfriend, this is supposed to be normal, and besides, you should be used to this already" jake tells me

when jake and i were todlers, my mom would babysit him because him because his parents were always on buisness trips.

she would always shower kevin, jake, and i at the same time. and that was a BAD idea!

instead of showering, we all were playing around in the tub, and water went out of the tub, so there was water everywhere in the bathroom!

"jake we were 4! we're 17!" i tell him

"but still, we did it a lot of times in our todler years, we could do it in our teen years too! come one jane, i haven't been showering for two days! just let me showerrrrr" jake complained

"fine, whatever"

i turn my body and face him.

damn!

his muscles are huge

his abs, are... DAMN!

i can't explain it, but his abs are heaven in my eyes.

i quickly turn my head making sure jake didn't caught me staring at him.

"jane wants some of this" he says and wiggles his eyebrows up and down

i slap his chest with the back of my hand playfully.

i turn my body to get the soap, but before i could get it, jake wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer.

"jaaaake!" i whined at him

he didn't say anything.

instead of talking, jake started to nibble on my ear, down to my jaws, and when he reached my neck, he started sucking on it, and then down to my collar bone.

i look at my fingers and see that they're already wrinkly. how long did we stay here?!

"jake stop" i giggled

he didn't listen, he just kept placing kisses on my neck.

"jaaaake!" i whine and then giggle

jake releases a soft chuckle and then stops.

"what's wrong babe?" he ask

he removes his arms and spins me around to face him.

"we've been hear too long, my fingers are already wrinkly" i show him my fingers

"okay, help me put shampoo on my hair, and i'll help you put soap on your body" jake tells me and wiggles his eyebrows

i let out a laugh "uh, no. sorry jake" i tell and stick my tounge out at him like a 5 year old

"damn, but i really wanted to tap that!" he says

"tap what? my ass?" i ask his raising a brow

"uh, yeah. obviously!" he says in a diva tone

"you always smack my ass, idiot" i tell and roll my eyes.

as i was reaching for the boy's shampoo, jake comes near me and smacks my butt, and then squeeze it.

"ouch!" i jump and smack his shoulder

he grabs my waist and pulls me closer closer to him, i rest my head on his chest and play with his chest,

he lifts up my head with his pointer beneath my chin.

i look into his gorgeous brown hazel eyes and then he started to lean in, so i did too.

our lips touched and our lips started to move in sync. his tounge started licking my bottom lip, asking for entrance, so i opened it and made his tounge explore my mouth.

we slowly parted and i blush.

"aw, why is my baby janey bwushing?" he says pinching my cheeks

i wiggle my face, and his hands fall down.

* after shower *

i am eating whatever food there is in the fridge and stuffing it in my mouth.

jake sits across from me and just stares at me

"jane! if you keep eating, we're not going to eat dinner! you're wasting the food" he complains

"it's not called wasting if you're eating it" i reply

"i--"

before jake had the chance to finish his sentence, there was a knock on the door.

me and jake exchanged glances and walked over to the door.

jake looks through the see-through-hole (idk the name okay!)

and he gasps.

he opens the door slowly, but not opening the door wide enough for the person to enter.

"kristine?"

CLIFFHANGER

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