I closed the door behind me and sat on my bed. I was feeling so tired.
Suddenly a knock could be heard and Jake walked in. He had a solemn look in his eyes as he sat next to be on the bed.
“I’m so sorry, Bee.” He said and I scooted over to hug him. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired, “ I said simply. I was tired of everything. Physically and mentally exhausted from my very existence.
“Why weren’t you home last night, Jake?” I asked. Mom was quite concerned, but I lied to her and said that Jake had left with his friends earlier in the evening and that he probably crashed at someone’s couch. The truth was I had no idea where he went and with whom.
“I was with a girl, I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.”
“It’s alright, what girl were you with? And do you mean like with with?” I raised an eyeb
