Love Me Always (I Hate You...I Think)

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had punched me in the stomach. I suddenly felt
nauseas.
"Do you even hear yourself?" she told me
her voice getting louder.
"I don't even know who you are anymore."
    "The same can be said for you. I NEVER
see you anymore. All you ever do is spend time
with Alex and I need you."
"Not everything is about you, Ever. I spend
time with Alex because I'm pregnant."
I was taken aback by that. "What?" I
blinked.
    "I've known for a long time now. I was
going to tell you when you woke up after being
shot but when you did wake, you didn't remember
a damn thing so I took care of you. I was there for
you every single day in the hospital. Not for a
second have you given a damn about anything that
any of us has done for you. Jet almost died. Oliver
almost went to prison. Some of the gang has died
for you, and your to ungrateful to even
acknowledge it. You're so caught up in self-pity
you can't see what's in front of you."
I was cry now. I couldn't speak, couldn't
think. What do I say? What is there to say?
"Kimmy-" I started.
"Save it," Kimmy snarled.
    "I'm going home. You can come or you can
stay. I'm sure Harper here will take really good
care of you," she spun on her heels not saying
another word and stormed off, but I was rooted to
the spot and couldn't urge myself to follow her.
"What was I to do now?"
~Animal I Have Become~
    I stared at the spot Kimmy just been
standing feeling numb. I jumped as a hand touched
my back. Looking up Harper was giving a worried
look. It seemed fake but at that moment, I didn't
care.
"You okay?"
    Two simple words and I began sobbing.
Harper wrapped him arm around me and pulled me
into his chest. "You shouldn't be here," my head
screamed. Harper rubbed my back softly. It wasn't
what I wanted. It wasn't who I wanted, but it was
nice nonetheless.
    "Hey?" Harper said softly lifting my chin.
"Why don't we get out of here? We'll get
something to eat if you'd like?"
    "I just want to go home," I muttered
rubbing my eyes not even caring about smudging
my makeup. Hell it was probably running down my
face. Harper used the sleeve of his jacket and
wiped my face.
"I'll take you home then," he smiled.
    "I live in Saldina, Harper. I'm not going to
let me drive all the way out there just to take me
home. Thank you though."
    "It's no problem, really," he insisted
wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me
forward.
    I wanted to protest but how else was I
getting home? I could call one of the guys. I know
Jake would be here in a heartbeat but did I really
want to face any of them? Maybe Kimmy was
right, I'm having a pity party and I don't need to
drag them in it further.
    "Okay," I told Harper allowing him to
guide me through the nightclub to the back. The
halls were dimly lit but he knew where he was
going. We came to a guarded back door that
opened for us quickly.
"Would you like me to have a car brought
around Mr. Jackson?" the guard asked.
"No, I'm taking my own."
    Parked in the back alley were a few very
nice cars one being a very sleek, very nice green
sports car.
"Wow."
Harper grinned. "It's a 2007 SSC Ultimate
Aero third fastest street legal car in the world."
    I gaped at the car. Oliver had a poster of
this car in his bedroom but I wasn't about to tell
Harper that.
"What does Oliver drive?" Harper asked
opening my car for me.
"An Altima," I muttered. He smirked.
"But, I think he has a motorcycle too," I
defended.
    Harper raised an eyebrow. My cheeks
reddened and I looked away. He shut my door and
headed for the driver seat. The car sounded like a
monster as it came alive. The rumble of the engine
made my heart flutter. Securing my seatbelt just in
time Harper threw the beast in reverse and I was
sucked forward but just as quickly, I was plastered
to the seat as he gunned it.
    My heart just about exploded in fear, or
maybe adrenaline, as he took the corner onto the
main road. Sliding...yes sliding out on to the road
he stomped the gas again and I felt the power of the
car suck

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