Somebody Save Jennifer - Chapter Four
Title: Somebody Save Jennifer
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Pairing/Character(s): Nate/Jenny but other characters are apart of the story
Rating: M
Type: Hurt/Comfort/Romance
Spoilers: Completly AU
Summary: We all have problems, but for Jennifer Humphrey they are much bigger. Will she be able to get over her addiction with his help?
A/N: Hi everyone. Thank you so much for the wonderful reviews that you all left me last chapter.
Chapter Four - Only Fooling Myself
I stop to catch my breath
And I stop to catch your eye
No need to second-guess
That you've been on my mind
well I dream days away, but that's okay
It's like I want to hear a silent sound
And then hold it in my hand
But a rose won't blossom from a ground
Of desert sand, but I like to pretend that
One day I'll turn around, I'll see your hand reach out
I'm only fooling myself,
But maybe when you smile
It means you'd stay awhile
Just maybe you'd save me now
I'm only foolin myself,
I'm only foolin myself.
It was starting to become a routine for Jenny. She would meet Dan at the front of her building and the two of them would walk over to their schools to meet Serena, Blair, Eric, Nate, and sometimes Chuck in the courtyard before school started. Jenny and Eric would talk about their classes with one another while Dan and Serena kissed randomly. Blair and Chuck would have a mini-argument that always leaded to him saying something clever and charming. Blair would roll her eyes as though she was annoyed with him, but Jenny could tell that the brunette secretly loved they way he commuted with her sometimes. Nate talked to Vanessa on his cell phone every morning, just to see how she was doing. Though she and Nate weren’t together and she didn’t know if he liked her as much as she did him, Jenny got tired of the constant calls to Vanessa. It was annoying how dependent he seemed on her. Nate would even text her during their English class together.
Like they did every morning, Jenny and Eric were standing in the courtyard near the table Dan, Serena, and Blair, talking about the up-coming test in the biology class they shared.
“Well, look a’ here. It’s the brat-pack”, a female voice came from behind Jenny and Eric. They both turned to see that it was Agnes accompanied by a guy and a girl that looked exactly like her.
“We personally prefer non-judging breakfast club”, Nate spoke up for the first time that morning. Jenny couldn't help but giggle a little at the sarcasm he'd possessed. She was also thankful that he’d finally hung up with Vanessa.
“And I prefer you’d shut up, but we all can’t get what we want”, the girl fired back and Nate just rolled his blue eyes and leaned back against the wall.
“What do you want, Georgina?”, Serena asked as she ran a hand through her long blonde hair. It was clear to see that she was becoming frustrated with Georgina. Jenny adored the girl’s name. It reminded her of a movie star or models name.
Georgina removed the big black sunglasses from her face and handed them over to Agnes. “Well, I really came over here to talk to Charles”.
At the hearing of his name, Chuck’s head snapped up. When Georgina came over he was bent over Blair’s shoulder, whispering in her ear and kissing her neck and other places on her face. Blair frowned in disappointment when Chuck stopped showering her attention. When she looked up and saw the reason why, Blair started to get pissed. Her deep brown eyes flashed with anger and her whole body language changed. Jenny could tell that Blair was really affected by Georgina’s presents.
“Georgina”, Chuck stood up straight and he winced like when Blair called him of his real name earlier in the week. Jenny guessed that Georgina said it a lot more than Blair did. The way Chuck said her name was not one of a friendly greeting but as if he hated her guts and wanted her to go away.
“Charles”. There was the wince. Georgina walked over to him and sat her big black designer bag on the table next to Blair. “How are you? Did you miss me?”.
“What’s there to miss?”, Chuck asked, taking a small step back from Georgina.
Georgina noticed this and let out a disgusted grunt, one just like Blair did earlier. She looked down at the brunette sitting(Blair) and laughed. “Is this because of her. You can’t tell me that miss prim and proper is satisfying you like I could”.
Blair snapped up from her seat and looked Georgina dead in the eyes. “Listen, sweetie. I can suck the nails out of a board, so I highly doubt Chuck and I are having problems in, well, that department”.
Jenny’s hand flew to her mouth in shock, Eric was giggling next to her and both Serena and Dan were shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Georgina seemed defeated so she walked away from Blair slowly and back to the her arms of the guy that was standing next to Agnes.
“Well, if you get tired of her, I’ll be over by the tree getting stoned”. Georgina snatched her glasses from Agnes and put them back on. She placed a hand on Serena’s shoulder. “S, you in?”. The girl laughed before walking off.
“Hey, Jen, you have Copperfield for English right?”, Agnes spoke to Jenny once Georgina was halfway down the stairs. Jenny could tell that she didn’t want the girl to know that she was talking to someone from “The Brat-Pack”.
“Yeah, first period, why?”, Jenny asked curiously. Agnes couldn’t have been in that class because it was Thursday and Agnes hadn’t been in that class all week. Besides her name was no where on the attendance.
“Good. I’ve kind been MIA from that class since school started”, Agnes explained, a half smile half smirk on her face.
“What do you want, Agnes”, Jenny asked. It seemed that whenever her roommate wanted something, the brunette would always look at Jenny this way.
She folded her arms across the front of her leather jacket. “I kind of need your help. Headmistress called my mom and said that I wasn’t in class”.
“How can I help you, when you’re the on skipping class. How is that even possible when I see you like every morning?”, Jenny asked. She would see Agnes in the morning over by the tree reading a magazine.
Agnes let out a nervous laugh. She ran a hand through her long brown hair and smiled. “I was a little busy making out with Todd O’ Hara in the janitors closet, which by the way, is so much nicer than how it’s portrayed on TV and movies”.
Eric laughed. “You mean that dude with those eyebrows? He lives down the hall from me”.
Agnes ignored Eric’s comment completely. She was too focused on her mission. “Anyway, that old bag wants me to take a test on Sunday, which means I need you to help me study. What do say? You. Me. Cram-session in our room?”,
Jenny saw Agnes’ pleading look and decided that it would be a nice thing to do for Agnes. “Fine. We start at six and no breaks”.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you”. Agnes jumped up and down four times, then hugged Jenny before running off toward Georgina, who was looking the whole time from her spot over by the trees.
Jenny watched as the feisty girl waved her finger in Agnes’ face. She was sporting a very angry expression on her face. Jenny could tell that the girl was not happy about Agnes speaking with her. It made the blonde curious as to why the girl cared so much.
“Wait. You’re roommate’s with Agnes Sparks?”, Blair shrieked. Jenny looked her way and nodded. “It’s like sharing a cave with Satin’s kid-brother”.
“She’s not that bad”, Jenny tried to defend her roommate. “Wait and what do you mean Agnes Sparks. She said her last name Shaw”.
“Even her own sister doesn’t want to be associated with her”, Serena piped in. She was pulling her long blonde hair back into a loose ponytail. Jenny was amazed how it stilled looked so amazing when Serena wasn’t even trying to make the style look good.
“Which is understandable, because Georgina is a nutcase”, Nate laughed. He was back at it with his phone, only this time they were texting. Great! Jenny thought. Now she would have to sit next to Nate and have him grinning at something that Vanessa wrote.
“A nutcase that dated Chuck”, Blair bit. She was more than pissed off by Georgina’s earlier comments. Jenny could tell that she hated the girl and it was more than just because she apparently dated Chuck.
“That was two years ago and it’s a good thing I got out of it because that bitch is crazy”, Chuck informed, leaning back against the wall next to Nate.
“Wait, Agnes never said she had a sister. Do you all know Agnes?”. Everyone nodded, including Nate. Which meant he’d known Agnes that day when he’d brought her clothes. That also meant that Agnes wasn’t lying about knowing who Nate was.
Jenny was just about to go over and talk to Agnes about the recent news she’d learned but was stopped when the bell rung.
“Hey, Jenny”. Dan’s concerned voice spoke behind Jenny. She turned to see him standing with Nate. “Do me a favor and don’t get so caught up in Agnes”.
Jenny laughed softly, thinking that Dan was kidding, but the look on his face told her that he was serious. “What do mean don’t get caught up in Agnes, she’s my roommate”.
“I know, but she’d bad news around here and wouldn’t want her to drag you down”, Dan continued, and Jenny was bit surprised that he was saying all this in front of Nate.
Tucking a strand of hair behind both ears, Jenny looked her cousin straight in the eyes. “Dan, I’ll be fine, ok. Sometimes I wish that you’d stop worrying so much”.
As stubborn as she knew he was, Dan shook his head. One thing Jenny hated about her cousin was how stubborn and judgmental he could be at times. “You an I both know that it’s not going to work like that”.
“It’s been five months, Dan. I’m ok now, so just trust me”, Jenny tried to assure both her cousin and herself, before storming off. She could tell that someone was behind her and it was most likely Dan.
“You know he’s right”. Jenny heard the voice of the person that was following her, but it wasn’t Dan. It was Nate. He grabbed a hold of her arm, forcing her to stop and look at him. “Agnes and her sister are bad news, Jenny”.
Jenny folder her arms stubbornly across the front of her school uniform. “So, you do know Agnes and you knew her that day when you brought over my clothes”.
Nate sighed, scratching the back of his neck. “Look, Jenny, I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you bu-”.
He tried to explain himself, but was soon cut off by Jenny’s outstretched hand. “Nate, I’m not your girlfriend, so, you don’t have to explain yourself to me”.
When the words left her mouth, Jenny instantly regretted them. She could tell whether Nate was relieved or hurt by her words. The blonde knew that she shouldn’t have snapped at him they she did. Jenny knew that he was just looking out for her and trying to be a good friend. It was just that Dan had made her mad earlier by telling her not to spend do much time with Agnes. Although, Jenny rarely hung out with the her roommate( mostly because she was never there) that didn’t mean she wanted to be told not to hang out with her. Not by Dan and especially Nate.
“I have to get to class”, Jenny muttered, before walking off in the direction of her locker, leaving Nate standing almost in the middle of the hallway.
She made it to her locker and got the things she needed for her first class and made it their quicker than she’d expected. But she didn’t however, make it faster than Nate. He was already sitting in the back of the class near the window where the two of them sat together. Jenny walked over to the joined desk and sat next to Nate without making any kind of eye contact.
Mr. Copperfield begain his lecture on Ancient Literature. and the authors that they would be learning about in the up-coming days of school. Jenny was fairly excited about this because back at her old school, she always did good when her teachers threw it into the lesson. Mr. Copperfield explained how they were going to be reading mostly Shakespeare and other famous authors during that time and later.
Just as Mr. Copperfield was about to write the assignment for the day on the long black chalkboard behind him, the door swung open and in came Jenny’s roommate, Agnes. She was dressed in the required uniform, but with a leather jacket over it and a pair of small fishnet stocking and red heels. Jenny could tell that Agnes changed since she’d seen the girl earlier. One thing Jenny admired about her roommate was her since of style. She was like no other and so was Jenny. They meshed pretty well together, now that Jenny thought about it.
“Miss. Sparks, you’re late”, Mr. Copperfield said dully, not even bothering to look away from the board in front of him. “Take a seat”.
“You’re lucky, I’m here”, Agnes mumbled as she walked towards the back of the classroom. There was an extra table behind Jenny and Nate which is were, Jenny guessed Agnes was going to sit and she did.
“Hey, J, you didn't tell me this guy was a total hot-tie”, Agnes smirked, checking out the back view of their English teacher. “I would have came the first day”.
Jenny looked from her roommate to Mr. Copperfield. He had short brown hair, the stopped just below his ears. His beard was well shaved and he appeared to be in his early thirties. Jenny had to admit he was good-looking but would never look at him the way Agnes was now.
“Ewe. He’s like in his thirties”, Jenny crunched up her face in disgust.
“So is Leonardo DiCaprio and he is a total sexpot”, Agnes smiled, cocking her head to the side to get a better view of their teachers ass, before looking back at Jenny. “And besides, you’re one to talk”.
“What’s that suppose to mean?”, Jenny asked, but she sort of knew who Agnes was referring to. She watched as the girls head leaned towards Nate’s direction and smiled. Jenny mouth dropped, but she wasn’t at all shocked. “Don’t even”.
“Miss. Sparks, Miss. Humphrey”, Mr. Copperfield’s voice brought the girls from their playful conversation.
“Sorry, Mr. Copperfield”, Jenny turned around slowly in her seat and faced forward.
“Yeah, sorry, sexy”. Jenny heard Agnes call out to Mr. Copperfield.
After leaving Mr. Copperfield’s English class, the rest of the day went by really fast to Jenny. She had ate lunch with Eric and Agnes by the trees. They had a great time talking about music and the teachers they shared. Agnes even told Eric about her crush on Mr. Copperfield. The three teenagers instantly became in their own world. Jenny and Eric ignoring the words of Dan, Serena and all the others. They both liked Agnes and didn’t see what was so bad about her. Sure, she had a few kinks but she was a really fun person to be around. Jenny still hadn’t confronted Agnes about her sister, mostly because she’d forgot.
After lunch with Agnes and Eric, Jenny spent her next class, which was free period, in the library. As the silence over came her, Jenny forced herself to evaluate the situation with Nate and Dan. Her cousin was just worried about her, and she knew this, but Jenny wished that he would stop. They both of them knew that he was extremely guilty for not being their for her when she was being abused by her father and cutting into her wrist. She knew that he was worried that she might do it again. Jenny herself was afraid that she’d cut herself again, but because of the help of Dan, her uncle Rufus, her therapist, the rehabilitation center in Brooklyn, her friends at the clinic, and Eric she was a much better person. They kept her grounded.
Nate. He was just trying to be a good friend to her. He was only looking out for her because apparently Agnes was bad news all over the campus of St. Jude’s & Constance Billiard. Nate was being a friend because that’s what they were. That was all they were going to be. Most of Jenny’s anger towards him was because of the fact that he’d had a girlfriend. Nate seemed to be so caught up in Vanessa. Jenny winced every time someone said her name or whenever she thought it. Jenny had seen a picture of the girl once, when she was hanging out with Dan in his room. In that picture, Vanessa was disgustingly beautiful. Her curly black hair framed her face so perfectly and that smile of hers. Jenny just knew that if she’d seen the girl in person in would light up the entire room. Jenny could see why Nate loved her so much and with the way he described her, she seemed so much like a saint. She was artistic, he said. Jenny knew what that meant. Vanessa was amazing and everyone loved her, including Nate. The boy Jenny convinced herself that she was in love with.
After school was over and it was much later in the day, Jenny and Agnes sat on the floor of their room, in between both beds with an array of books, pencil and pieces of notebook paper scattered out around them. The two girls were currently participating in an English cram-session, which was mostly for Agnes’ benefit than for Jenny’s. They stared at six sharp, like Jenny said and it was now 8: 45 p.m.
“Jenny, let’s take a break”, Agnes wined, getting up off the floor, but Jenny’s grabbed a tight hold of her wrist and pulled her back down on the pillow she was previously sitting on.
“No breaks, Agnes, we have to get done with this”, Jenny explained, not looking up from the book that was resting in her lap. While Agnes studied her English, Jenny did her homework that was due tomorrow in her chemistry class.
“Fine”, the shiny brunette huffed, crossing her arms over her chest in a child-like manner. When she noticed that Jenny wasn’t going to le her stop anytime soon, she picked her English book up and continued reading. “So…”.
“So”, Jenny looked up this time at Agnes. Her roommate had a weird look on her face that could quite be made out.
“So…what about you and Nate. You sit next to him in English class”, Agnes said in a duh tone of voice, like Jenny was meant to know what she was saying.
“And”, Jenny responded. She knew where Agnes was trying to take the conversation.
“And he’s a total hot-tie and you like him”, Agnes pushed. She was trying to get Jenny to admit that she liked Nate, and wanted to kiss him like she’d predicted last weekend.
“Why because of that stupid prediction you made”, Jenny argued, looking back down at the homework that she was previously working on.
“One, it wasn’t stupid and two, it might still come true”, Agnes commented. She had all together abandoned the work that she was suppose to be studying for the topic of Jenny’s current situation with Nate. “You have Friday, Saturday, and tonight if you’re lucky”.
“Whatever”. Jenny got up from the floor and walked over to her desk and picked up the folder she used for all her Chemistry work in. “Besides, Nate and I aren’t on speaking terms as of now”.
“Why?”, Agnes asked, sitting onto her bed and dragging her textbook along, not that she was going to continue reading it.
“Because you and your sister apparently have a bad reputation around here”, Jenny turned around, to see the look of pure shock and humiliation on Agnes’ face. It was the first time since she’d known Agnes, had Jenny seen her look so embarrassed. “Why didn’t you tell me about your sister?”.
Agnes sighed, looking away from Jenny for a moment. She seemed to be contemplating the idea of telling Jenny the truth. “Ok, say you have a serial killer for a sibling. Everyone hates that person and hates you too even though they don’t know you. So, that doesn’t mean that I should go around telling everyone Jeffrey Dohmer is my brother”,
Jenny blinked a couple times, trying to grasp what it is that Agnes was trying to say. She’d rushed the words out so quickly that Jenny didn’t get a chance to hear all of what she’d said. “Your sister cuts people up?”.
“No”, Agnes rolled her eyes, and pushed a strand of her hair that wasn’t captured by her ponytail holder behind her ear. Once again, during all the time she‘d spent with Agnes, Jenny saw her face soften. It was no longer playful or bubbly. It was soft and genuine. “My sister is a bitch, and because I’m her sister people think I’m a bitch too. That‘s why I decided not to tell people, especially my roommates”.
“Look, I’m sorry, OK”, Jenny confessed, walking over to the bed and sitting next to Agnes. “If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t listen to Dan and Nate when they said I shouldn’t hang out with you”.
“Whatever”, Agnes mumbled, getting up from the bed, and throwing the pillow she was hugging back against the others behind her. “Maybe you should hang out with me. I wouldn’t want to taint Nate and Dan’s precious girl”.
“First of all, I’m not Nate’s girl and second, I’m not precious”, Jenny snapped harsher than she’d intended. Jenny knew that Agnes was upset about Dan not wanting her to hang out with the girl, which was the reason for her sudden attitude change. “Look, how about we just forget this whole conversation”.
“Fine”, Agnes agreed.
“Good”. Jenny moved off the bed so that she could sit back on the floor in her previous spot. “Let’s get back to the books”.
“Actually..”, Agnes started, walking over to her closet and opening the doors. “I was thinking we could maybe get something to eat. There is this awesome restaurant just a block away from the school”.
“We can’t. you have to study and there is a curfew of 10 O’ Clock”. Jenny looked over at the bedside table, the clock displaying 9: 34 p.m.
“We’ve studied enough and besides we have to eat sometime”, Agnes explained as she scanned the rack of her closet for something to wear. “Besides, we’ll sneak out”.
“How will we even get out of here? The security guard does a check every night”, Jenny countered, thinking of ways to get the idea of the two of them sneaking off campus out of Agnes’ mind. “there is no way”.
“Let’s show Dan and Nate what a bad influence I really am”. Agnes turned from the closet with her theater jacket in hand. She put the small piece of clothing on her body. “And trust me, Jenny, there is always a way”.
Almost an hour later after Agnes’ comment, Jenny found herself dancing in the middle of the floor with Agnes and some guy they met minutes after walking into the room. Agnes said that it was a restaurant, but Jenny soon found out that it was more of a club. You could eat, but no one did and they served mostly alcoholic drinks which you could get by slipping the bartender a fifty even though you were underage. Getting to the place did require some work, like Agnes explained as the two dashed across the lawn near the back of the school. That work required hiding in the bushes and getting speared by the tiny branches, only to be caught by the junior security guard, because Agnes couldn’t keep her mouth shut about how ‘cool’ this was. Luckily, they guy was about their age and only required them to show their bra straps in exchange for not ratting them out.
“I’m going to get something to drink”, Jenny said to a gyrating Agnes, over the loud music in the club.
“Bring me back a margarita”, Agnes demanded, rolling the ‘r’ in the word so that it came out like ‘marrrrgarrrrrita’. Agnes had already taken a couple shot when they walked in the door, getting them from the waiters walking around with the tiny glasses of alcohol on the tray.
“As if, you’re already drunk”, Jenny laughed at her clearly intoxicated friend grinding up against the tall male behind her. Jenny walked off and over to the bar to order herself something to drink and maybe even something to eat.
“Can I get a glass of water with a lemon and a straw”, she asked the bartender behind the counter.
He nodded and rushed to the back to get her water. Jenny took that time to sit at the bar, facing the dance floor. By that time, Agnes had found another partner to dance with who was getting very handsie. Jenny laughed and shook her head.
“Here’s your water”, the bartender spoke from behind Jenny. He placed her small glass of water on a brown napkin, and slid it towards her.
“Thank you”, Jenny smiled at him and he winked at her. Jenny took the lemon she ordered off of the napkin and squeezed some of it into cold liquid. She then hooked it on the rim of the glass.
Straw in her mouth, Jenny turned around in her seat to face the dance floor once again, only to come face-to-face with Nate Archibald.
“Does Dan know you’re drinking?”, Nate asked, although he was sure he knew the answer to his own question. The look on his face was mixed with disappointment and hurt.
“Hello to you too Nate”, Jenny barked sarcastically, trapping the green straw in her drink between her teeth. After the chilled water went down her throat, Jenny released the straw. “And it’s water, officer. Would you like to smell it?”.
“What are you doing here, Jenny, it’s a school night”, Nate asked, but it was more of a demand. And when Jenny looked into his eyes, she saw that it really was a demand.
“Agnes and I finished studying a bit early so we came here”, Jenny said quietly, taking the straw in her mouth once again.
Nate looked up at the clock on the wall just behind Jenny. The hands displayed that it was 10:55 p.m. “Jenny, it’ almost eleven. Curfew ended minutes ago”.
The tone of voice that he used made Jenny wince. The last time someone used that tone with her, she was living in a small beat-up Brooklyn apartment with her alcoholic father and spineless mother. Jenny’s mind flashed backed to all the times her father would yell at her in that tone. The smell of his whisky filled shouts.
“I’m sorry, ok, I just wanted to have some fun”, Jenny apologized softly, afraid that Nate was going to punch her in the face at any moment. Her body had already prepared itself for the blow, but it never came.
“You could have played scrabble or something”, Nate sighed, sitting on the bar stool next to Jenny. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair.
“I don’t think that Agnes is a scrabble kind of girl”. Jenny laughed as she looked out at the dance floor where her roommate was grinding with yet another guy.
Nate stood from the bar stool, and turned to Jenny. “Come on, I should get the two of you back to the dorm”.
Jenny sat her drink on the bar and followed Nate over to the dance floor to pry Agnes off of her third dance partner of the night.
There was a dead silence between the three of them on the cab ride back to school. Nate sat in the middle of Agnes and Jenny. Agnes had passed out the moment they got her in the cab and Nate seemed too pissed at Jenny to even look at her anymore, let alone talk to her. Jenny had become to despise the silence. She’d spent all of her days trapped in the quiet, forcing her to think about the things she didn’t want to think about, things she regretted. More than six months, Jenny had been a prisoner of the silence. Locked alone in her head, praying and wishing that it would all just go away. The hurt that so many people had caused her. The hurt that she caused herself. The worry that she would always be alone inside and outside her head. The worry that she would never get better.
The cab suddenly stopped, bolting Jenny from the silence. The cab driver turned to them spitting out the price, which was very large. Nate ordered Jenny to help Agnes out of the car as he paid the driver.
When they got Jenny and Agnes’s dorm, Nate helped Jenny carry the pasted out girl over to her bed and tuck her under the comforter.
“When she wakes up, you should giver her an aspirin for the headache”, Nate explained, walking over to the door. Jenny nodded, at his orders and followed behind him. “But then again, I’m pretty sure she knows how to nurse a hang-over”.
Jenny clutched, Agnes’ leather jacket to her chest as tight as she could. She had taken it off the table Agnes threw it on before they left the club. “A-are you going to tell Dan?”, Jenny stammered.
Nate sighed, looking into Jenny’s eyes. They looked so innocent to him, and he wondered how someone like her could be friends with Agnes. “I should, but I won’t”.
Jenny put her head down, the tile on the floor becoming much more interesting than anything else. “Why do you care about me so much?”, Jenny’s voice was barely a whisper and if it wasn’t so quiet in the room, Nate wouldn’t have heard her.
He walked closer to her, his hand reaching out under her chin. He brought her head up so that she could look into his eyes and see the truth. “Because I care about you, Jenny”.
He leaned in towards her, the smell of his masculine cologne, filling her nose. Cocking his head to the side, Nate kissed her gently on the cheek. Jenny’s could feel her body grow hot from the feel of his soft lips on her skin and she knew that if he kissed her somewhere else it would be even more wonderful.
Nate pulled away from her face, and smiled down at her. “I’ll see you in the morning”. With that, he was out the door, leaving Jenny rather stunned.
The small blonde, walked silently over to her bed, not bothering to change into her pajamas, and hopped under the covers.
“Because I care about you, Jenny”.
The soft and gentle nature of his voice playing over and over in her mind. He cared about her. She cared about him. They cared about each other. Jenny went to bed repeating his words in her head, praying for tomorrow to hurry up and come.