Rehabilitation

Chapter 29; "The Thing about Nate"

Jaden's P.O.V;

Daylight drew by and my eyes flickered open. Nadine lay by my side, facing away from me. Memories of last night played back in my head as if we were in a movie. That was another thing Nadine was good at...

Seduction...

Begging...

She was aware of my weakness and she used it against me.

'Make love to me.' Her soft whisper...

Her body...

Her scent.

The way she pulled back her hair. Those lips...

A faint series of sniffling dragged me away from my fantasy. It was coming from her...

"Nadine?" I leaned over so i could see her face. Tears fell down her cheeks and landed onto her lips.

"Baby. Whats wrong?"

My heart dropped...

"Nothing." She turned her face into the pillow. I pulled her body into mine.

"Did i... Did i hurt you?" ...

"No..." She muttered.

"Talk to me..."

"The dream..." Escaped her lips in a husky tone.

"...what dream?" I stuttered.

"My Mom and Dad..."

Crap.

The last one she had was on our trip to the Bahamas.

"How many times have you had this dream?"

"Like three times."

"Come here." I muttered so she turned to me and hugged me.

I used my thumb to swipe the tear hanging underneath her eye.

"Try and get some sleep."

She shut her eyes then shook her head. "I cant."

She clung onto my topless chest, hiding her face even more.

"Why wont they stop?"

"I dont know..." I kissed her hair.

Suddenly, an idea sprang to mind.

"Nadine...do you...wanna speak to someone about it?"

She shook her head.

"Babe, if you wanna figure out why you keep having this dream..."

"I do but i dont want to be treated like a psychopath." Her tears reduced.

"You wont. I promise..."

I wish there was something i could do to help.

"You're my boyfriend, you HAVE to say that." She looked up at me and it dawned on me how long she had been crying for.

"Im your boyfriend." I smiled at her choice of words.

She scoffed then muttered "im so hungry." She pulled away from my hold and slipped out of my bed.

"Dont go!" I groaned... I wanted to feel her next to me again.

"Im not going." She chuckled and shrugged on my shirt from last night. She edged her nose to the collar of it. "Mhmmm, you smell so good."

"That shirt looks cute on you." I watched as my clothing draped over her body and ran down just past her thighs.

"Of course it does. It's yours." she ran her hand through her hair.