Forbidden Love (Tristan Evans Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty One

Chapter 21

It was hard to understand how I was supposed to feel when I watched Tristan leave through my open bedroom door.

I didn't know what had been running through his mind the minute we made eye contact and I was even more confused when I watched him look away and just march out of the room.

Stomping on my heart in the process.

I was brought back to the present when I heard Connor's soothing voice whispering in my ear.

"Mia you have to speak to me, I just want to help you." It hurt my heart even more to hear the pain in his voice but I just shook my head and sighed heavily, the tears drying up on my face.

He sighed and picked me up by my shoulders, leading me over to my bed and sitting me down.

"You need to rest," He said firmly, looking at me with a grim expression, "Get changed into something more comfortable and I'll grab you a drink."

The boys left the room silently, looking at me as they left, all their faces holding concern for my well being.

I was grateful for them all, I really was, but I just needed some space to sort my emotions out and just get everything under control.

I didn't want to involve anyone else in these problems and I certainly didn't need to.

I could sort this out on my own and I was determined to do it, not relying on other people like I had been doing my whole life.

I dumped my uniform in my laundry basket and dressed in shorts and a baggy jumper, shoving my hair into a knot on my head and lying down on the bed and closing my eyes, exhaustion over taking my whole body.

I faintly heard footsteps enter my bedroom and place something by my bed.

A hand lazily brushed my fringe out of my eyes and I sighed at the comforting gesture.

"Is she gonna be okay?" It sounded like Brad's voice.

I only just heard Connor's reply before sleep overtook me, "I don't know Brad. I honestly don't even know anymore."

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I was struggling to breath.

My feet were brushing the floor at a fast pace, my heart beating at a hundred miles an hour.

I could feel the footsteps getting closer and closer.

Always closer and closer.

I heard the menacing laugh erupt from his chest and I attempted to stifle a scream.

The ground hit me hard as I stumbled on a branch misplacing my footing, landing roughly on the floor. I raced quickly to get back up again, already being able to feel his hands on my shoulders and his evil laugh being the only noise I could hear.

"You always knew I'd find you again."

I screamed.

"Mia! Mia wake up, oh my god Mia, it's okay just wake up!" I woke with a start, pushing away the hands trying to hold me down in bed and went to scream when all I could see was complete darkness.

"It's me, it's Tris, Mia stop, I'm not gonna hurt you!" I stopped fighting when his familiar voice enveloped my senses and I sagged heavily against the bed, my breath shaky as I let it out loudly.

It was a dream.

The whole thing had been one dreaded nightmare.

I thought they'd finally gone away.