Chapter Eleven: A bad dream.
***
Next morning I woke up and realized, I haven't spoken to Taylor in a while now.
I called his cell.
T: Yes?
J: I haven't seen you in a while...
T: Aww, babe you wanna see me?
J: Yes!
T: I'll pick you up....
J: Ok.I hung up... Yayyy!! I'm getting to see Taylor, he needs to know what's happening now. I can't hide it from him.
Soon enough he drove up in my garage.
I ran downstairs and sat in Taylor's car.
"Hey babe" he said while lightly kissing my cheek and have his right hand on my neck and his left hand on the steering wheel.
"Hey," I replied after he removed his lips from my face.
We drove to his house and went to his room.
"Look, my mom and dad are having a divorce" I said
"Why?"
"Things"
"You're afraid to tell me?"
"No,"
"Then tell me"
"It's private"
"So private that you can't tell your boyfriend!?!"
"It's nothing, I shouldn't have brought it up"
He punched the wall and his first went right through the wall. His jaws were clenched and so were his fists.
"If you don't think this relationship is good enough for you, for you to trust me, I guess it's over" he said through gritted teeth.
"Taylor, it is important"
"Then tell me"
"*sigh* my mom was cheating on my dad all this time"
"It's OK babe"
He carried me close to him and put my head in his chest. We lied down on his bed and I soon fell asleep.
I was on Taylor's bed, I was kissing someone..... That kiss feels great. I stroke my hand in his hair, he puts his hand on my waist and slowly removes my skirt. What the heck is he doing?!?! Who the heck is he?!?! I tried to meet his eyes.... It's Taylor!!! I thought Taylor loved me.... He removed my top.... I guess my resistance isn't working. He unbuckles my bra. He pulls down my panties. Noooo!!!!! He's already naked. He puts me to lie down in the bed... Why is this happening???? I push him away and he forces me on the wall and forces me to kiss him. Yuck! His kiss is sour... It's nasty, it's foul! I try my best to push him away, but he's too strong.
Phew! It was all just a dream... A creepy and weird dream.... Taylor isn't on the bed, Taylor isn't in the room. He left a note saying 'Sorry Princsss, I had to go... Love you'
My dream was kind of weird, no, really weird...Taylor....No Taylor wouldn't do that to me. Or would he?
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Sorry that this chapter is so short!!!
What do you think about Jaylenne's dream????
Do you think it will affect her in any way possible????
Haha!
Krissy loves you❤❤
YOU ARE READING
The Preacher's Daughter
Fiksi RemajaHello, my name is Jaylenne Margarette Brown. My dad is a Pastor at the Winston Catholic Church. I'm always the girl that would never do anything wrong or the girl that you wouldn't see near trouble. I'm also daddy's little girl and my father woul...