15

I could barely focus as I drove to Jake’s house. I was the equivalent of a drunk frat boy because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the taste of his lips on mine and it made me uneasy. I hated feeling that way. I briefly wondered if I was doing the right thing by going to Jake but I didn’t know where else to go. I knew I would have to give my father an explanation but for the time being, I didn’t want to think about it.

Jake’s house was massive. It was roughly the size of my dad’s with a massive electronically operated gate, two floors and a large and open space around it. The garage itself was a completely different building and when I parked, I noticed a pool behind it. Jake was waiting for me when I walked out of the garage and from the look on his face, I could tell that he was concerned.

Once I was within arm’s reach, he pulled me closer to him. “Are you alright?” I nodded. “Are you going to spend the night or do you plan on going home?”

“I want to stay,” my voice was