Costody

Chapter 4

                     Carly's house

                            April

11:02 P.M.

    

     I close the door quietly behind, relief washing over me. I stood there leaning against the door for a while, Until I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. Jerking my head up, I see Aiden, Looking at me with a question in his eyes.

    "Oh um, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you"

"No, Hey it's fine. I was up anyways" He gives me a warm smile.

"Oh um, Is Jackson asleep?"

"Hmm-hm"

"Okay…" I sigh a wave of exhaustion coming over me.

"I think I'm gonna go to bed." I whispered, Already heading towards the guest bedroom.

"Alright, I guess, Good night Ape"

"Night"

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Next Morning

9:31 a.m.

Run. This part of the woods is thick, I keep tripping on roots. I hear it behind me. I start slowing down. This is the end. This is where I die. I stop, barely able to breathe, whatever is behind grabs my shoulders. I scream as it shakes me...

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!!" I jolt up, panicking. I'm covered in sweat, and my heart is going crazy, I realize it's just Jackson jumping on my bed. "Sissy! Finally" She hugs me giggling. I sigh, hugging her back. She lets go and runs off right past someone standing at the door. "Morning sleepyhead" She says rolling her eyes. Tara is always like that. Bestfriend or not, she has some major attitude. I nod, letting her take her leave. Carly probably let her in this morning. My mind keeps wandering back to my dream, well more of a nightmare… I wonder what was behind me? I mean I know this is one of those common dreams of being chased, but.. it just.. it felt different. I sigh, Maybe I just need coffee. Smiling to myself, I get up and go toss on an oversized T-shirt. 

As I step into the kitchen, All I smell is the coffee, Tara had already made me a cup. God, she is amazing. I grab the cup, and start drinking the coffee when I hear a whistle come from behind me. Looking over my shoulder I see Aiden. I frown at him. Seeing my expression, he laughs to himself. "Haven't had your coffee yet?" He sat at the table holding a cup of what I think is tea. Ignoring him, I finish off my cup.