\\You kidnapped me to protect me?// - Private

Dustin sighed, closing his eyes. "Fine. I'll go to your place. Where's Jake?" he asked, wondering why he hadn't busted in by now.

She looked back and sighed. "Still in the car." she mumbled.

Dustin rolled his eyes. "Why are you with such a jealous jerk?"

"He's not jealous. He's scared that you'll take me away from him." she said softly.

"And? He should get over it. You're with him so, he should be glad you are." Dustin said. "Well, I'll head to your dad's place....See ya." he muttered, walking past her.

She sighed and nodded. "I'll see you later." She mumlbed softly and then walked into her apartment, sitting on the couch and sitting on her couch, her knees to her chest like always.

Jake came upstairs, going inside and closing the door. "So, what did he say?" he asked, sitting beside her and rubbing her shoulders. He at least knew not to be an ass at the moment. Not now anyway.

"He said that you're jealous and that you should get over it and that he's going to by dad's house to stay." she said softly, putting their short conversation in a nut shell.

"Cute." Jake muttered, rolling his eyes. "Well at least he's out of here." he added, chuckling. "So, you ok?" he asked, looking back at Charisma.

She shrugged. "I'm not sure."

"What do you mean? You're not really all that hungover on this guy?" Jake asked, wondering.

"I honestly don'tknow how I feel." she mumbled, scared that he'd get mad.

"That's fine. Anyway, want something to eat?" Jake asked as he stood and went to the kitchen, just to the right of the living room.

She looked up at him. "You're nor mad at me?"

"For what? It's his fault anyway." Jake muttered.

She sighed. "I don't want anything to eat. I think I'm just gonna to go bed." she mumbled, not wanting the ice cream either.

"Ok....Go to bed, sweetie." Jake muttered, coughing. Now he just felt stupid. What had he said? He sighed, rubbing his face and rushing to the bathroom to avoid her.

Charisma knew that he wasn't going to leave. She laid in bed for what seemed like forever before getting up and going to her living room. She sighing and ran her fingers through her hair. "Jake?" he was sitting on her couch.

Jake looked up, smiling. "Hey. You feeling better?" he asked, sitting up more. Of course he wouldn't leave. Not when she was feeling down and disastrous.

She moved into his lap and cuddled close to him, almost like a little kid who had a bad dream would cling to her dad. "I couldn't sleep." she said softly. It was still early but she still felt horrible.

Jake sighed. "Why? Having bad dreams or something?" he asked, kissing her head and cuddling her as a father would to their daughter.

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She shrugged. "No, not dreams. I'm worried about Dustin and that you're to jealous. I don't want you to be jealous, I love you. You're my boyfriend. But, I know that me worried about Dustin worrys you and I don't want you to do something bad..."

Jake sighed. "I know I shouldn't be worried. But you know me." he said, shrugging and looking away. "I won't do anything bad, promise." he smiled, kissing her softly. "Feel better?"

She shrugged. "A little. I really just need you to hold me like you are." she said, cuddling closer.

Jake smiled warmly. "Yeah, and I won't complain." he said, holding her tenderly.