Little miss not so perfect.

What have I done

AN: I am so sorry that I haven't updated in forever long. I hope people will continue being interested in the story. I got a new phone and didn't download the app. Enjoy! (Also I attached a pic of Kylie check back on the last chapter to see Trent)

Kylie's POV

WHAT HAVE I DONE?! What. have. I. done.! We are currently on the highway headed to Colorado. Trent has some family up there. wait! What are we doing?! This is going to end so badly! What is David going to do?! What about Molly! Oh my god! I'm going to die.

"Trent!! What about my sister?!" I say with tears pouring out of my eyes, down my cheek, and staining the seat belt. "we have to go back not okay? We have to g-go back."

"Kylie, listen. We need to keep going on. if we go back you will be possibly killed. I cannot let that happen to you!" Trent says holding back his anger and fear. I can't let Trent get in trouble because of my misfortunes. He needs to get out while he can.

All of the sudden I start to feel really claustrophobic. My lungs start to close up. oh god.

Trent's POV

I pull the car over as Kylie opens the door, doubles over and struggles to breathe. I get out of the car, run over to the passenger side of the car where Kylie is hyperventilating. I rub her back and pick her up bridal style as I sit back in her seat. I hold her and rub her back as she is struggling to breathe. She slowly gets her gasps under control.

I've only really known Kylie for about a day maybe less and I can already feel my feelings start to get to be... feelings. I honestly don't understand them. they make no sense to me. I never thought that I would have feelings for a girl like Kylie. ice had really bad abandonment issues ever since my mom left us on my dads porch. Let me be the first to say that a woman leaving her children in a picnic basket on a drug dealers porch was probably not the shining moment in her parenting career. also trying to fit a 7 year old and a new born in a picnic basket also probably not a good idea.. anyways...

Kylie has now fallen asleep and is breathing at a equal rate. I set her back down in the passenger seat and walked back over to the drivers seat.

Kylie's POV

I wasn't really asleep but trent's embrace made me calm way down. I think I'm started to have feelings.

Well damn.

I only pretended to be asleep because I wanted to be handled with care rather then beaten up. I knew that Trent would be careful with me when I'm sleeping but I'm still cautious with him. I try so hard. I really try to trust Trent. but you know, once a battered kid, always a battered kid.

And I cannot believe that I had a panic attack in front of Trent. that's like the worse thing I can do. I can't be "little miss perfect" if I'm not perfect. I've never been imperfect in front of another person other than David.

David is such a horrible man. he is a awful person that should never walk the earth. he makes me sick. he did things to me, unspeakable things. I'm really glad and scared that we are going to Colorado. I feel like I could never get far enough from him. Never.

I fake yawn and "wake up" I look over at Trent and he is holding the wheel with one hand while his over hand is limp on the arm rest. His beautiful eyes glisten with wonder that makes him even more intriguing. you can tell that he is moving his jaw around unconsciously. he is very handsome I might add. I slowly move my hand over to his on the center arm rest and out fingers brush against each other slightly.

Electricity. electricity surges up my fingers, into my hand, and up my arm, until it reaches my brain. Well crap. yup, that's what I would call "feelings".

Trent's fingers twitch as my fingers touch his. I would like to think it was because of me startling him rather than it being because he hates me.

I look over at him expectantly and he slowly looks at me.

Trent's POV

Her fingers touch me and all of my nerves tingle and her fingers make me shiver. after making sure I wasn't going to hit another car and I looked over at her. her striking green eyes bored into my soul. in a good way, not a "I'm going to stare into your eyes as I cut you into pieces" way. I then look down at her hand as it is slowly goes away. I quickly snatched up her hand and I held it tightly. I continue to drive as we reach the Nevada border.

I AM HOLDING HER HAND!! Oh my lord! I am holding Kylie Adams hand. I never thought this day would come.

I have to keep my cool facade as I just smile and look at her occasionally. she is strikingly gorgeous.

Kylie's POV

I AM HOLDING HIS HAND!! omg! I am holding Trent Jacobs hand. Pinch me I must be dreaming. he is so handsome that it kinda hurts. ugh! Why must he be so amazing?

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Yawn! What time is it? I think as I rub my eyes. As my eyes adjust to the lack of light I notice some weird lights. we are obviously not in the car anymore because I can move freely.

I move my hands to feel around and I feel a person. I gasp.

DAVID!!

I start to have another panic attack as my whole body tensed up. can it be? Can I really have just dreamed up Trent and our "adventures"?

I sit up in bed as I grab my my chest. I can't breathe. I feel a hand touch my back lightly and I fall off of the bed.

"Are you okay?" I hear a voice call out to me.

I let out the breathe that I had been holding since I woke up. its only Trent. The hand I felt through my clothes felt so awful and dirty. but now that a know that it was Trent it provides clarity rather than disgust. I sit on the floor leaning on the bed as Trent switches on the lights.

"What happened?" Trent asks and before I looked at him I could tell he was concerned. I looked up and his emotion went from concern to sadness. I don't know why really. I have a stone cold poker face.

"Your crying!" Wait? I am? I reach for my face and I feel the tears that I didn't know were there.

"Oh... I'm okay... wait. I'm not okay. " Tears fall at a quicker rate now as I curl up into a ball. a thing I did all throughout my childhood when I was sad or scared.

Trent grabs me in his arms and pulls me up onto the bed with him.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Trent asks slowly and in a whisper.

"I woke up and I didn't know where I was. I thought I was back at my house with David" I said David's name with such distain and venom that I could kill a small cow. "and when you touched me I thought it was him. I had another panic attack."

"Why would you be sleeping with dav-" Trent asks halfway as he realizes the answer to his own question. treats face turns from confusion into anger and then into sympathy. he looks at me and he never had to say a question and I understood what he was going to ask like a was reading a book.

I burst into tears. he knows exactly what happened.

"Where are we anyway?" I ask looking around the room.

"We're at a hotel we stopped at Salt Lake City." he answered back.

"How am I in pajamas?" I ask moving my eyebrows up and down.

"I put you in pajamas when we got here. you didn't look comfortable in the clothes you were wearing in the car. I didn't look at anything I swear!" Trent replies frantically!

"It's okay. Thank you but I'm tired now. I'm going to go to bed." I say as I kiss him on the cheek and get in the bed hugging his torso. he lays down and embraces me. and we fall asleep that way.

"You got a one bed room" I groggily say half asleep.

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