Fake Hearts On Ice
I grunted.
“Oh, I see. Let me guess, you are now in a relationship and now he wants you back and you want him too, don’t you? Is that why you cheered so loudly and called him Pookie?” He snapped, his fist clenched, teeth gritted as he glared at me.
I slammed my eyes shut, flinching.
“Pookie is just a name we came up with, it doesn’t mean anything, Jake. Why are you nitpicking on this? You know that there is nothing going on between us.” I blurted, frustrated, confused, scared.