Lahat ng Kabanata ng PROMISE ME, JAKE: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

~Bobbie~ I wasn’t even able to say goodbye to Mel and Candice properly. Jake grabbed my hand in his, pulling me up from the sand. He practically dragged me to where he parked his motorcycle. He kept glancing back with elation while we weaved our way through the crowd gathered by the beach. Mel and Candice caught sight of us from a distance. Both gave me a thumbs up that made my cheeks burn crimson. Damn. This felt like the first time we’ve held hands at school where we attract everyone’s attention to us. Jake gave a few nods of recognition to his mates, and some even patted his back. Everyone that we passed by seems to be more than happy that we’re back together. Yeah. We’re together again.

I’ve been away from the app for a while and I was surprised to see how much gem you’ve given PMJ, Wilmarie Vazquez. Thank you so much, babe… I never expected anyone to love this book, much less stay until the end because it contains so much pain. I wrote this book in June 2020 at the beginning of this pandemic and I was at my lowest - Tough times like everyone else experienced. Not knowing how to survive each day financially a year after discovering that I am sick with something that will take time to cure. This is the first ever book I have written so it somehow became a vent out of all my emotions… And the plot is shaky ;) A little confession. This is supposed to be the end of this book and there should be a book2, but I can’t do that to you guys so I decided to rewrite the ending. And no, it won’t take a hundr

~Bobbie~ Jake’s vice hold on my arm is firm yet not tight enough to leave a mark on my skin. He dragged me out of the airport. My protest fell on deaf ears as I wiggle out of his grip. “Jake. My flight’s leaving soon!” I grumbled once more, trying to pull my arm from his hold. He merely chuckled as we reached where he parked his motorcycle. “Don’t you even try to lie to me again, St. Clair.” He huffed, shoving a helmet on my chest. “I had a friend of mine check every flight bound to Athens today. Funny thing is, your name is not on those damn flights. Not even the ones that left this morning, so don’t try to test me.” I couldn’t look him in the eyes because then he would know how many lies I’ve had to conjure until this point. How much courage I had to muster just to

~Bobbie~ “We’re best friends,” Jake answered Jimmy’s question.I told him to use a headset - begged him - but he has other plans. Damon is torturing me by watching this interview on speaker. I closed the door to my room but his speaker was on full volume, as if Jake was speaking just right beside me. I used my headphones and played a very loud Eminem song.It’s not working...‘Best friends.’My bedroom door swung open, and I looked up to Dad from the book I was reading, taking my headphones off.“When are you going to stop giving me a heart attack, Bobbie?” He tried to sound stern, but I knew better. He was stifling a lau

~Jake~Breakfast was torture. All I wanted was to go to the beach and throw Bobbie on my shoulders, take her to a place where we can be alone.Everybody finally decided to head out to the beach an hour later. The girls were ecstatic that Bobbie is around again, while I’m hating the idea that Zach is around. We watched as Bobbie chased the big waves with Lee and Zach. She conquered her fear of deep waters and I can’t be happier for her.She conquered all of her fears, yet she didn’t come back to me.The way we parted might not be a promise of coming back to one another. In fact, it was a goodbye without a promise of the future. Now I’m doubting if she ever wanted to come back to me. Was I wrong to say those words to her seven years ago? I had every