Jenne stayed with me the entire night. She wouldn’t leave even when I tried countlessly to reassure her that I was fine.
But she wouldn’t have it.
She said she was only going to leave when she died.
I rolled my eyes at her but let her spend the night. Deep down, I was glad that she had insisted on staying with me.
“Can we at least watch a movie or something?” I asked, turning around to face Jenne, who was busy doing my hair. “It could be anything you want.”
Jenne bit her bottom lip in the mirror reflection. “I don’t know, I’ve never really done this before,” he replied, her cheeks tinted with a hint of red. “I mean, it’s not like I don’t know what a movie is, it’s more so that I have never had time to just sit down and watch TV.”
I spun around, making her let go of my hair. Shock was
