The Path to Choose

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  • Published: 24 Jan 2013
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A girl named Haley has had trouble her whole life with everything. Her life only seems to be getting worse, and she doesn't know how to turn it around. Will she turn it around? If so, how?


15. A squirrel and a tree

As Jake held me in his arms, I realized this was a lot like the dream i had had a while ago.  I was kind of like deja vu.  I didn't care though.  At that moment, it just felt good to let everything off of my chest.  Jake didn't really say anything the whole time.  He just listened to me and comforted me.  It felt weird, being in someone's arms.  This had never happened to me before, and I didn't know that it would ever happen again. 

I was afraid that Jake might think there seriously was something wrong with me.  All this time, I had been trying to get rid of Jake.  I had pushed him away, and I was so rude to him.  But at that moment, I realized I didn't want Jake to go away.  Here lately, I had grown to like Jake.  He had become my friend.  After everything I had just told him though, I didn't know if he would ever want me to talk to him again.  He would think I was crazy.

"Haley." He said softly into my hair.  He had been resting his chin on top of my head.  "It's getting late.  Why don't I walk you home?"

I nodded, and he let go of me.  "Thanks." I said, looking down.  I had stopped crying a while ago, but my cheeks still had tears on them.  I wiped them away.

"Are you all right?"  He asked.  I looked up to find him looking intensely at me.  

"I'm fine.  Thank you."

"I'm here anytime, Haley.  You shouldn't keep stuff bottled up inside of you like that."

"I didn't really have a choice.."

"Well, now you do."

I managed to give him a small smile.  "Thanks.  You know, you can come to me with anything too."

"I might take you up on that one day." He said, smiling sweetly at me.

We stood up and walked off of the school grounds.  We walked down the sidewalk, barely saying anything.  Under different circumstances, it would have been weird.  Jake was always talking.  He was hardly ever quiet, but at the moment, everything felt as it should.  

"So what were you doing at the school?" I asked as we were walking.  

He hesitated for a moment.  "Actually, I was driving by with my mom.  When I saw you, I told her to stop and let me out."


"I could tell something was wrong.  I couldn't just leave you there."

"And she was okay with just letting you go?"

"Well,  I mean, she asked questions, but my mom trusts me.  Besides, I was helping friend."

"Everything's fine now though.  Why don't you call her to come pick you up so you don't have to walk all the way home?"

He shrugged.  "I don't want to.  I don't mind walking.  It's peaceful."

"I think so too." I said, nodding my head.  He smiled over at me.

"So.." He said, his voice sounding rough now.

"What?" I said, a little distracted by a squirrel running around a tree.

"Well.  You know, we're friends now.  Wouldn't you say so?"

"Yeah."  I watched the squirrel run up the tree.

"Well, since we're friends now, what do you think about coming over one day?"

I looked over at him.  "What?"

He looked taken aback.  "You know.  That day you let me hang out at your house when it was raining I said you should come over.  So how about it?"

"I..."  I thought about it for a moment.  I never went over anyone's house.  "I.. I don't know."

"Oh." He said, his face looking a little sad.  "I understand.  Would your parents not let you go or something?"

"No, it's not that.  My parents don't care what I-" I stopped dead in my tracks and looked towards my house.  

My dad was there, glaring at Jake and me.  He came stopping towards us, making a liar out of me. 

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