I fell on my bed immediately after I got to it. I whimpered. Jake was the one who helped me get this job... Maybe he could help me get another?
Ugh. I'm an ungrateful brat... And careless.
If I had been more careful, all this wouldn't have been happening, if only...
I curled myself into a ball on the bed, crying my eyes out. I think I was sick. My temperature was high.
My phone suddenly rang, startling me. Taking the call to look at the caller. Jake.
Quickly answering it, I placed it on my ear. "Hey... Jake." I felt bad for snapping at him earlier. He was trying to help me and I snapped at him.
"Hey. How are you?" He asked. He doesn't seem mad. That's a good thing, right? "I'm good I guess, you?"
"Are you? You don't sound fine." He said making me break down. "I'm not okay," I cri
