"hey baby," she whispered in his ears, she rubbed his rough shoulders pushing him back.

"you have anything for me?"

he pushed her back, but held not her waist.

"come on, clarissa, don't do this right now."

she pushed him back, grabbing her purse and getting ready to get the hell out of the room, "go to hell, jake."

"don't do this," he said.

she spun around, "why? why can't i ask you for drugs? you were my drug dealer, long before you were my boyfriend, jake."

"i care about you, rissa."

"you don't know what your saying, your high."

"im not, why can't you just listen to me? i love you."

a gasp escaped her mouth, and she quickly stepped back, stumbling over her feet.

"i-i have to go jake."

she couldn't do this not right now, not ever. it just wasn't supposed to happen.

not really the best chapter, sorry.