Secrets
Chapter 2
Part 3
 
I followed Jake towards a now empty parking lot with only one "vehicle" parked right in the center.  The motorcycle was made for only one person with no helmets,and no seatbelt from what I saw.  "Absolutely not".  I turned to begin the walk home when a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to that warm comforting chest.  "Oh come on, live a little,” he laughed causing my head to vibrate against his chest.  "Sorry, but I'd rather not die at seventeen" untangling myself from his hold, and crossing my arms over my chest.  The rain continued to pour looking like it was going to lighten up anytime soon.  "You'll be find, I promise," he said pushing his lip out in a puppy dog way.  I eyed the motorcycle suspiciously, and sighed giving in, my body aching.  I wanted to be able to get home before my father so I could shower and feed Amy.  I climbed on after him, and tightly wrapped my arms around his waist, laying my head on his back as he pushed the gas and turned onto the road towards my house.
 
Jake's P.O.V.
Her arms tightened around my chest as I pushed the accelerator.  My heart quickened and I was tempted just to take the long way to keep her arms around me longer.  God, stop it Jake I thought to myself.  There was no way I would go for a girl like Jaime.  I reached her street remembering the beatup house that I had once made fun of as a kid.  I realized she had falling asleep when she didn't move after I had pulled to a stop.  I grabbed her wrist to untangle them from around my waist when I noticed something on her arms.  I turned around slowly, careful not to wake her, and rolled her sleeve up revealing bruises all over my arm.  I felt my anger rising as I saw yellow bruises that looked old and new bruises that looked like they were caused yesterday.  I remembered my mom telling me what happened to Jaime’s mother but I never thought it was this bad.  I hadn't realized I had drifted into my own thoughts, until I felt Jaime break from my arms and frantically pull down her sleeve to cover the bruises once again.  "Thanks for the ride" she said her voice barely above a whisper before she bolted towards the front of her house leaving me standing there alone and confused.
 
Jaime's P.O.V.
I awoke with a start feeling the chill from the air creep up my back.  I blinked open my eyes to find Jake holding my hands and looking at my wrists that were now exposed to him.  I snatched my hands away and pulled down the sleeves as quick as could.  My heart was racing, panic feeling my body as I scrambled off his bike.  "Thanks for the ride" I whispered afraid that if I had said it louder, my voice would begin to shake.  I ran towards my house leaving him sitting in the driveway with a blank expression on his face.  As I closed the door, I slid down the cool wall till I butt reached the floor.  I didn't remeber I was holding my breath till I let out a sigh, and gathered my head into my hands.
He knew my secret.

A/N: Yes, it's short and yes it's a little rusty.  Due to the length requirements on witty, I've had to break up the chapters into multiple parts.  If this story is liked, I am planning on moving the story to an account on a seperate website and lengthening and editing the chapters.  A lot of you have been asking how old the characters are, so Jaime is in her senior year of high school and is seventeen.  Again, thanks for all your support and make sure to follow and like the story.