Tiffy knew why her brother had called, that's why she had lost all her happiness. With a sigh, she pulled her mind away from her brother long enough to catch Jake's last sentence. For a moment she didn't know what to say. What was she supposed to say to that? Nothing could ever follow that up. Nothing good anyways.<br/>She felt him smoothing her hair and sighed again, closing her eyes and trying to forget her brother.<br/>"Don't worry about him. He's not sober enough and plenty condescending to never look for me here." She shook her head. "He's my brother, but he's an ass. Just like my dad was." She struggled with memories, trying to keep her mind in the present with Jake where she was happy and could do whatever she wanted with out the fear of someone recognizing her.<br/>As it normally happened, her memories can along with songs. She hummed along to the lyrics that ran through her head. Growling softly, she pulled away from Jake and went to grab her phone, sliding it in to her pocket before lying back down her head on his chest, but the rest of her across the bed, opposite his body. She took his arm, placed it over her waist and closed her eyes, breathing him in and focusing on his heartbeat, steady as they rested for a while.<br/>"And Jake?" She waited a second before opening her eyes and meeting his. "Your the best thing I could have ever have happened to me." She said, kissing him softly once before resting her head on his chest again.