SATURDAY. 8:12 AM
That night, Friday night, more happened and I think it has an impact on why Jake's like this today.
FRIDAY. 10:02 PM.
"It's okay to cry out."
He chuckles, "It won't be manly to cry in front of a girl, would it?"
Even if he said he isn't going to cry, I can see tears filled up in his eyes. "You're right, you look ugly crying."
He laughs for some seconds, looking away from me and back at the whole calm forest. This time he doesn't move away when I move closer. "I'll tell you the rest when I feel much manlier then."
I give him a small smile then nod, "I'm glad you told me."
When I heard him talk about his mum, it reminded me so much about mine. And I get it, if my mum ever gets pushed out of her house for another woman I don't know, I would lose it; even more than Jake lost it.
"But does your mom know about your reactions to cold?" I eye my jacket still wrapped around him.
