Kate’s POV
I sleep over at Cliff’s that night.
He doesn’t try anything. I half expected him to, but I’m glad he didn’t. If he had, I probably would have gone for it, and I’m way too much of a mess right now to add losing my virginity to the roster.
I think about Brooke as I sleep beside him, cradled in his arms like a baby, more at home than I’ve ever felt in my entire life. I think about her doing this with Jason, curled up in bed every night, and it makes me sick.
How are they still faking that joke of a relationship? How can two people pretend to love each other, pretend to understand each other, pretend to have what I have with Cliff, without actually having it?
It’s wrong. It’s all so f*****g wrong.
I stay at Cliff’s for as long as I can. He showers me with Christmas presents,
