Meghan's P.O.V

I let out an annoyed sigh and run my hand over my name that is scribbled on my folder. I can't believe Jake did this to me. He doesn't understand that my life is my life and I don't like the whole world to fucking know about it. It's not cool what he did and if he used his brain, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't of done what he done.

I can't believe I like him.

I have only know Jake for a few weeks but that doesn't mean it has to take me the whole damn year to realise my feelings. I know what my heart wants and my heart wants him but I'm starting to over think my decision.

If Jake really wanted to get to know me, the real me, he should've asked me and depending on my mood, I would've told him. Actually, scratch that. I would've told him with letting my mood decide for me. It's just when I'm around that nerd, I feel... normal. Like I actually belong.

I let out another annoyed sigh and look at Charlie who is sleeping silently in front her me, her pink lips parted. Her long eyelashes and small nose makes her look incredibly innocent.

The only thing that I was not.

I reach over and run my hand through Charlie's brown hair, feeling the warmth come from her. I crack a smile and kiss her nose, watching as her hand moves to my hand which is still tangled in her hair. My smile widens and I grab onto Charlie's hand, rubbing my thumb over it.

"Your going to get through this, baby girl." I whisper, looking over at her monitor. I let out a sigh of relief and nod in approval. You're going to be fine, I think to myself, glancing back down at the two year old who won't let my finger go.

I look back down at the file and bite my lip. A little part of me wants to read what is in my file but another part of me is saying that I shouldn't. I don't know why I should read it though. What happened in my life so far is something that will be with me forever so why should I look at the file if I already know what happened in my life?

All of a sudden, my free hand shoots out to the folder and I open it up to the first page, pushing the thoughts to the back of my head. I look at the picture in the corner of the page and let out a sigh.

It just has to be that damn photo, doesn't it?

I look down at the information about me and I nod in approval. Good. Nothing deep or personal on this page, I think to myself before turning the page. Suddenly, the three photos that Hannah had showed me during the therapy session come into sight and I look at the one with Mary in it.

This photo doesn't belong with Hannah. This belongs with me.

I grab the photo and place it in my leather jacket, zipping it up so it doesn't fall out. After looking at the other two photos for a brief second, I decide to turn the page and all of a sudden, a gasp escapes my lips.

A page from my diary? Who the fuck stole this?

I let out a low growl and look at the words, 'Dear Diary...' on the top of the paper. I look up at Charlie to see that she is still sleeping like she didn't have to worry about a thing in the world. Well, thing is, she doesn't.

I mean, she is only a two year old.

I look back at the paper and begin to read it.

Dear Diary...

I'm in the hospital. It has been two days since the car crash and I can't help but feel hopeless. I want to go and see Matt to see if he is okay but none of the damn nurse's will let me. They keep saying that I shouldn't get out of bed at all because it could cause me a lot of pain. Pain my ass. My life has been nothing but pain.

I can't help but chuckle lightly at my words. I sound so realistic...

About mom... I hope she is happy with what she caused. She is the reason why both of us, her two children, are in hospital. Fucking stupid bitch, she is...

Anyway, I'm cutting this short. I need to try again with these nurse's. Hopefully they will let me go this time. If not... well, hopefully it doesn't come to that.

From the one and only, Meghan Brooks x

I clench my jaw and immediately close the folder, not wanting to read anything more. If I had known that was in there, I would've burnt this file a long time ago.

Wait a second... did Jake read this part?

"Meghan?" I hear a voice call out to me and I turn my head to see Hailey standing at the door, a small smile on her face.

"Whats up?" I ask and Hailey shrugs.

"Oh nothing much... just a certain boy is here to see you. He wanted me to come up and see if you would like to see him." Hailey says, a small grin on her face and I bite my lip.

Yes, I do want to see him, I think to myself but when I look back down at the file, I clench my jaw in anger.

No.

"Well you can tell him he wasted his time even coming here. I don't want to see him at all." I say and Hailey nods. Before she leaves, she pops her head back in and calls my name, grabbing my attention.

"You want a cup of coffee?" Hailey asks and I nod, thanking her. Hailey sends me a firm nod before disappearing out of my sight. I let out a sigh and look back at Charlie.

"Keep fighting, baby girl. It's the least you can do for me..." I mumble before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

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I rub my eyes once I have taken my helmet off. I have no idea what the time is but all I know is that I need sleep right now. I get off my bike and begin to walk towards the front door, the file in my hand.

Hannah will be pissed that I took this but honestly, she should know the reason why I have it. She wouldn't believe me though. Her son is to much of a 'good fucking person' to even snoop through my file... well, think again.

I raise my hand to the door but suddenly, a better idea appears in my head. Instead of waking Hannah and Jake up, I could just climb up to my window.

I walk away from the door and walk to the side of the house, looking up at my window which is slightly open. I let out a sigh and slide the folder up my leather jacket, zipping it up so it doesn't fall. I look at the wood that is stuck against the bricks and place my foot on one of the wood planks, pushing myself up with my other foot. I stop and bounce a little,  making sure that it is stable enough for me to climb the whole way up.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I hear someone say and I let out a squeal, losing my balance and falling flat on my ass. I let out a groan and look up at Jake who is standing there with his arms crossed over his chest.

"You are not the boss of me, nerd. Let me do what I have to." I snap, standing back up and trying again. Before I can take another step, I feel Jake's hand pull me back, making me fall back into his chest.

I growl and turn around, ready to snap it at Jake but what takes me by surprise, shuts me up completely. Jake pushes me against the side of the house quite roughly and he stares down at me, a small frown on his face.

"You need to stop trying to be independent and just listen to me." Jake says and I don't do anything but stare up at Jake, my eyes wide. I feel my heart begin to race and I can't help but bite my tongue to stop me from smiling slyly.

"I think Drake and Evie want to find some massive secret about you so they can get payback..." Jake says and the smile that was threatening to creep up on my lips completely disappears.

"Who told you this?" I ask and Jake sighs, his hands still caging me against the side of the house. He lowers his head and closes his eyes for a brief second before looking back down at me.

"They did." Jake says and I narrow my eyes at Jake.

"You've been talking with Drake and Evie?" I ask, my voice beginning to show a little bit of anger. "What the hell is wrong with you! They want to ruin my life because I sent them to jail!" I snap and all of a sudden, I slap my hand over my mouth, my eyes wide.

Oh shit.

"You sent them to... jail?" Jake asks slowly, as if he doesn't want to believe it. I push Jake away from me and turn around, looking back up at my window. Before I can even make a start, Jake grabs my waist and spins me around, pushing me back against the wall.

I hold back the smirk at his sudden action and stare up at Jake who is narrowing his eyes at me. "Why?" Jake asks and I shake my head.

"That is something you don't need to know. All you should know is that Drake and Evie are dangerous. Don't talk to them at all." I say and just as I am about to push Jake again, Jake's grip on my waist tightens, making my hormones scream like crazy.

I look up at Jake and he doesn't seem angry. All he wants to know is the explanation to why I did what I did but I'm not going to give that to him.

He went through my file anyway. That's enough.

"Get your hands off of me, Jake." I snap, the angry rushing through my body as I remember catching him in his mom's bedroom with my file.

"Not until you tell me." Jake says, his voice still soft and delicate. I clench my teeth and grab Jake by the collar of his grey shirt, holding my fist up to his face.

"Let. Me. Go." I say slowly and Jake looks between me and the fist that I'm about to hit him with and he smiles.

Wait... smiles? What the hell is so damn happy about this situation?

He looks like he is thinking about something and before I can even move, his lips crash onto mine.

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