Patiently Waiting For Jared Holmes | on-going

Patiently Waiting For Jared Holmes.

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but i miss screaming
and fighting
and kissing in the rain.
it's two A.M and I'm cursing your name.

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PATIENTLY WAITING FOR JARED HOLMES

Jared Holmes is the only boy I have ever truly hated.

When I was five, he put play-doh in my pigtails and my mom had to cut it out. Thus, leaving me with a ridiculous looking pixie cut.

Seven years old, Katie and I were baking cookies for the schools bake sale. Jared was eight at the time and put worms in my cookie dough when I wasn't looking.

When I was eight Mr Holmes had built a tree house in the backyard for Katie and Jared. Nine year old Jared pushed me out of it and broke my leg.

I started my period when I was thirteen. I was staying the night at Katie's and thank god she had started her period before I had but Jared overheard our conversation and called me 'bloody Mary' for the rest of the year.

The first time I had a boyfriend, Jared told him that I had herpes and he broke up with me the next day over text.

Let's just say that being Jared's little sisters best friend did not have its perks. Katie Holmes has been my best friend ever since we were both in diapers and her brother was a narcissistic asshole who also happened to be my older sisters best friend.

Fun, huh?

Jared made it his life's mission to make my life a living hell. He knew just how to get under my skin and he loved every single minute of it. We would argue practically twenty-four seven. People at school were used to us by now. But of course, nobody would say anything to Jared about it because he was, typically, the schools Captain for the hockey team. How cliche.

But despite all of that...Jared Holmes was also the only boy that I had ever loved.

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•E N D U R A N C E•

START: December 20th, 2019.
END: In deep progress.

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Mary-Lou Valentine