Best Friend

Meghan and Jc are best friends. He hurt her over and over again. one day she just walks away. When Jc tries to make her forgive him and says he will never hurt her again. Does she forgive him or no?

"Jc you hurt me to many times." "I know I did. But please I'll never do it again." I reassured her. "You have said that so many times and this keeps happening. I thought you were supposed to be my best friend, best friends don't hurt each other." "Megs please..." I grabbed her hands and waited for an answer.


8. chpt 8

(Jc pov)

So the movie finally ended. Meghan fell alseep about an hour through. I carefully got up and walked into the kitchen. I opened her phone that was on the counter. It's not what it sounds like. I just...kinda...want to look at pictures.

I opened her 'Jc<3' album. I swept past each picture. I remember when we took these. So many fun times. Next I opened up 'Con da bon:)'. The first picture was one of them making cupcakes. Connor had frosting all over his nose. I chuckled and kept going through the pictures. There wasn't that many since she never gets the see him. Last but not least, 'Rickers:P'. This one had the most. But Ricky has known her the longest. He's the reason Connor and I know her. I locked her phone and set it back down. She was still sleeping. "Meghan wakey wakey." I whispered. "No." She mumbled and rolled over. "Yes, now come on." I lifted her up and walked upstairs. I set her down on her bed and started to fill the bathtub. 

"Alright. Wake up." "Jc no." I shrugged my shoulders and carried her to the bathtub. And...I dropped her in. There was a loud splash then a scream. "JC CAYLEN!" I laughed and sat on the sink "I swear you are dead. And I mean dead." "Oh I'm sooo scared." I mocked. "Come at me bro." I opened my arms waiting to be attacked. She was tough but I can take her. She stompped out of the room. I laughed again and sat on her bed. I shuffled through her playlist on her IPod and stopped at 'In The End' by Black Veil Brides. I didn't see her come back, till water hit my body. "Come at me." She said. I got up and looked at her. She threw the bucket down and ran. She was a runner. She tripped on the last stair giving me an advantage. We ran out the back door, around the house, and now down the street. I wasn't even close to catching her. I ran as fast as my legs could go. She knew I was closer and went faster. 

I told you she was a runner.

I'm tired, I can't go on much longer. "Meghan stop! Okay you win!" She stopped on a dime. How she does that? I don't know. "It's about time. I thought you would stop about half a mile back." "We ran for that long?!" I said in between breaths. "Yup." She said popping the P. "Maybe we should call Ricky. I like Ricky." 

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