Being The Bad Boy's Mate

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Jess' P.O.V.
The ride back to the house was filled with quiet sobs coming from Jake. When he realized that we were going home he started to panic. "Jake what's wrong, we're going home." Jake just sat there panicking until he finally spoke. "I can't see her, it's too painful." I was so confused for a second then I realized that he was talking about Sam. "What's wrong with you? Samantha isn't bad why can't you see her?" "BECAUSE JESS, SHE'S MY MATE! Damn it Jess, she's my mate and it hurts knowing that she doesn't know it. It hurts when a guy looks at her and she giggles like she wants them too. It hurts to know that I can't kiss her. It hurts." He yells and gets quiet towards the end. I started getting tears in my eyes so I pulled over on the side of the road. "I'm sorry Jake, I wish there were something I could do. but just wait. Her birthday is in two weeks she'll be yours in no time. and she'll love you and you'll be able to hold her and kiss her and you two will love happily ever after. Just like the fairy-tales." He lets out a small chuckle when I say "happily ever after". By now I'm full on crying. "Just please stay for the morning, I want to see you when I wake up." He looks at me and I can tell that he's having a mental argument with himself. "Fine. I'll even take you to school tomorrow." I squeal in happiness and hug him really tight. "Okay there Jess, there's this thing that I need and it's called air so, please let go of me." "Sorry, I'm just so happy." I get out my phone and text Mitchell:

Hey, you don't have to come get me in the morning, I already have a ride.(:
- Jess.♥

I start driving home and I know that Jake is nervous and I know that when we get there he's probably gonna run up to his room and stay there until school tomorrow, but I don't care it just feels good to know that he's gonna be here for my birthday. I go upstairs to find Sam on my bed reading a magazine. "Sure  just get comfy on my bed." "Oh I will, anyway, where were you?" She sounds a little annoyed but I know it's just because she wants me to be safe. "I went to talk to Jake and I think every-things good with us." I make sure not to mention what Jake had said because I knew that it's just make everything complicated so she needs to find out herself. "Anyway, I'm going to take a shower and please don't be in here when I get back, I need to think. I love you slut!" I say while walking into my bathroom. I don't have to think I just need to grasp the fact that my brother and bestfriend are mates. This is great and terrible. Great, because I want them both to be happy I just don't want Jake to get hurt because of what happened with mom and dad, but he doesn't seem to care about that anymore. I'm glad that he's over it, but I can't. But I think I'm starting to. They're in a better place now. I got into the shower and did all my showery* things and shave my legs. When I get out, I see that I have a message on my phone from Mitchell. I love his contact name.
This loser: Whatever, I wasn't gonna get you anyway.
That was really harsh, but I didn't respond because A) I was hurt, and B) tomorrow was my birthday and I really don't want to be in a fight with one of my bestfriends. I put on my gym shorts and t-shirt and realize that it's 7:30 on a Tuesday. I run downstairs and get the remote from the coffee table and switch the channel to ABC Family. "SAMANTHA GET YOU ARSE DOWN HERE! PRETTY LITTLE LIARS IS ON!!!!" I hear running and then Samantha sitting on the couch just when I see Aria.

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When I woke up, I was sprawled across the couch and I heard Samantha laughing. I walked up to her room and I heard Jake's voice. I don't want to know what they were doing, so I just went into my room. I was picking out my outfit when I got a text. I smiled at the contact name.
This Loser: I got my schedule changed back.
That's all he said. Whatever. I went back to my closet and decided to wear my navy blue sweater, with a bright blue scarf with my black skinny jeans and my black converse. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs, when I got there I couldn't believe what I saw.