WEDNESDAY. 8:27 AM.
"Then look away." He whispers.
"I'm in too much shock to do that." I whisper back; I can hear the pure defeat in my voice.
"I'll help you."
From behind, Jake puts his hand over my eyes, blocking my sight of Adrian and he turns me around until my head's resting on his chest. He wraps his arms around my head, almost like he wants me to cry into his already wet shirt.
His body is extremely cold just like my heart but the sweet action he just pulled, makes my heart go up in flames and for some reason, I start crying loudly.
Why am I getting so weak? I used to be firm and rigid, unable to shed one tear.
Seconds later, "You can stop now, they're gone." Jake whispers in my ear.
I, still being Kinsley Bardot, show how bad and immoral I am. I immediately stop my tears, filling myself up with anger as I shrug his hands away.
"I didn't ask you to do that."