Sweet Dreams

Chapter 4

I sit on the love seat Jordan's living room. His parents are still at work and Jordan wanted to make sure I was okay. He gave me a blanket which is now loosely wrapped around me. All I seem to be cable of at the moment is staring out the big window that reaches all the way to the ceiling.

It's quite a nice view actually. My eyes burn from the lingering tears. I don't try to hold them back. I've held them in for to long.

Jordan is in the kitchen making me some soup. He's always thinking of others. I wish I was as thoughtful as him. He finally walks over to the living room from the kitchen. A trail of warm, creamy mushroom scent behind him. He places the little bowl down on the table infront of me and sits down beside me.

We sit there in a comfortable silence for a while until I bend down and try the soup. The piping hot soup warms my heart as it runs down my throat. I lick away the cream from my lips. "Its great. Thank you" I say. A small smile spreading across my face. "Glad you like it." he replied. We fall into silence again.

"She was my friend too, Jade." he broke the silence. "Its been two years since the cold case. You have to start dreading over her. Okay? And move on with your life." he said. Then something snapped inside me. Something I never dared to show. Somthing deeply hidden inside my heart that was evil. The demon inside. An anger that I always been able to keep contained. But those last few words flew from Jordan's lips was the key to letting my monster free.

"Move on? You want me to move on? You want me to carry on without Kayla? Like her disappearance is just something I should forget?" I stood up. I was enraged. "How can you even say that? Kayla was my bestfriend, Jordan. She's the one who kept me sane." I yell. "And you wsnt me to move on? Like our friendship never happened? Like she never happened?" I scream. "What about all the memories? The ones of the three of us together? The good ones and the bad ones. The ones that made our friendship stronger. You are pushing those away like she never existed?" I continued. My voice getting hoarse form screaming, making my throat sore. "How dare you." I say lowering my voice. "I thought you were my friend." I say moving away from him. "I thought you were her friend..." He stares at me, shocked. Eyes full of sadness and hurt. "Thanks for the soup." I say. And. before he can say anything, I was gone.

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When I made it home, I slammed the door. Still furious. How can he say that? Is he trying to forget her? Isabella skips happily towards the door to greet me. But when she sees my face, her smile drops. "Whats wrong, Jade?" she asks, innocently. My mother ran quickly from the kitchen. I look from Isabella to my mother. But all I say is "I'm fine." I wish I could just take it back because you can hear the anger in my voice.

But I start for the stairs. I can hear my mother mumbling to Isabella to go play with Logan. Once she was gone, my mother will follow me up the stairs. Once upstairs, I make my way towards my room. But she blocks me from my door.

"What's wrong?" she asks again. Waiting for the real awnser this time. "I told you I'm fine" I repeat. "No, you're not! What is it?" she asks again. I look away. "You can tell me." she says. I couldn't stop myslef when I blurt out. "No, I can't actually. Its my problem!" "Jade, you have been acting so miserable and negative latley and you're bringing everyone down. So this 'problem' of yours is effecting everyone. It's not all about you, Jade!" My mother says. Getting more and more frustrated. "So why don't you tell me whats up?" she wasn't asking anymore. She was ordering. But I still refuse. "I told you I'm okay." I say looking back at her now. We lock eyes for many moments. Until she breaks the gaze. "Well, you say you're okay. Why don't you start acting like it?" she says before walking back downstairs.

I finally walk to the door and enter my room. Careful not to slam the door behind me.

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I have actually been getting better. A few days have passed and I learned to control my bad feelings. I've been paying more attention in school. I got a B+ on my last test! I'm starting to get know Scarlett better too. She's not to bad. A bit of a chatterbox though, but shes the closest thing to a friend I got now.

I haven't talked to Jordan since my breakdown at we've seen eachother, but we always look away. Never making direct eye contact.

I've also been getting more involved at home. Helping out around the house, watching the little ones. My mom has is also getting a bit easier on me, witnessing my improvement. And I've also been spending more time with my father. Who always seemed to busy to care about anyone.

He's not a bad guy either. So everything has seemed to be getting back to normal. The only thing not getting better is my dreams. If anything they are getting worse.

I sit right up in bed. It's 2 am. I hug my knees into my chest and replay the horrible that cane to me tonight in my mind. Kayla. The torture devices. The questions she was asked. Her cries of pain. Her blood curdling screams echo inside my ears. After I'm somewhat relaxed, I lay back down and cry myself back to sleep

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"The trick is to be patient, Jade." my dad says in a soft voice. It was the first time up at the cottage since last fall. I love the cottage. It gives me a chanve to relax and enjoy nature. The whole family experiences the cottage difftently. Alex looms forward to water skiing. Logan and Isabella like splashing and swimming in the lake. Karlee just mopes about how shes missing parties and texts the whole time, mom likes hiking up the mountain trails. My favorite part? Fishing with dad. I've never seen my dad so laid back. At home he's always so stressed and busey with work. We never really see him. But out here, he's like a whole new person.

We were in the middle of the lake in dad's fishing boat. "Fishing takes a lot of patience. " he says. I'm fine with that. I have all the patience I need. I put the tacklebox up against the side of the boat and lean on it. I kick my feet up and waited.

Dad loves to fish. He even said he went fishing with grandpa as a kid. He said that it was also a good way to bond with others and yourself. I felt fishing made me and dad bond. We talk about how hard life is for eachother and how we get through it. The troubles with school and work. He's actually a lot like me.

"Jade! It looks like you've caught something!" he exclaims. I look at the pole, which I clamped between my legs, was bending and the line was tight. I grab it quickly and start reeling in. It was heavy, whatever it was and it was thrashing about. "Woah! This ones a fighter!" my dad laughs. I smile and reel harder and faster. Finally a fish emerges from the water. It was HUGE! I couldn't believe the size of it! "Nice catch, Jade. Shes a beauty!" my dad says through his grin. He says I caught a Pike. I stare at my catch. I heard of Pike before. Jordan said he caught one with his dad last summer. He had a picture and everything. Dad untangled the line from inside it's mouth. I had to hold it to make sure it dosen't thrash about to much. Once unhooked, we put it in a little compartment in the side of the boat filled with water. We caught three more fish before we called it a day.

We feasted on Fish n' Chips that night with homemade tarter sauce. It was kind of sad eating Finsley (Yes, I named the fish) but he was delicious. Karlee didn't eat a bit of it of course. "So you actually caught this?" Alex asked. "Sure did! Any amazing catch I must say!" My dad said. I smiled, he seemed pretty excited for me.I got the wrong impression of him at first. Maybe he DID care about us.

Following dinner, we went outside and roasted marshmellows on the fire. I love s'mores! It's one of my many favorite foods! I loved the smell of campfire too. It like smelling puppys and and baby giggles. Alex would play his guitar and we would all sing campfire songs. Somethimes he would let me play Stair Way to Heaven. Yes, I know a little guitar myself. Isabella requested some Nicki Minaj so we all ended up singing Starships. It was funny listening to my dad and mom trying to rap. And Isabella was happy. And for once in a long time, I was too.

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A/N: Finally! Chapter four is done! It might be a little hard posting chapters because exams are just around the corner and I have studying to do and what nots, but I will update whenever I can!!

Till we meet agian, Darlings.

~Julia ♥