Miss Jackson

Chapter 6

Brendon's Pov

I'm writing down the schedule for 7th period and then I turn around and see her. She's staring at a paper on her desk, her lips curved over her pen. Her hair is all brought to one shoulder. I smile at the fact that all of that is mine. She's mine, and she's coming to my house tonight after school and there I get to see her too and I get to kiss her without having to hide it. Who would have that just a week ago I was watching her and wanting her and now I'm watching her and I have her.
She moves from her paper to my face and I wink at her. She smiles at me and then brushes her hand against her neck, there is a hickey there that I left yesterday. I smile at my work and begin class.

"Ready for that test tomorrow?" I question her as everyone leaves the classroom.
"No" she sighs pushing her hair back from her face.
"I could help you study if you need" I offer as I see someone still packing their things.
"Thanks but I'm busy" she gets up and walks out the door. Did I do something? The last person leaves and I go to the board to wipe it off.
"Sorry, I just feel I've stayed back to many people might get suspicious" she comes back in and I turn around.
"Oh, I thought I did something" I smile at her.
"No, nothing yet" she laughs shrugging.
"Very funny little girl"
"Little girl? If I'm a little girl that would make you a pedophile" she jokes.
"Very funny" I push her face away lightly. "Are you coming over?" I ask changing the subject.
"Do you ever need to ask?"
"Guess not" I shrug. She puts her stuff in her bag and I head to my car first, she waits at the curb a block away just so we don't raise suspicion.
I pull up to her and roll the window down.
"Need a ride ma'am?" I ask making a joke.
"Why thank you kind sir" she laughs getting in.
"Where too?"
"Your place" she winks.
"Well alright," I say in my best Mathew McConahey voice.
"You're adorable" she pinches my cheek.
"You know, I saw that hickey on your neck today...who gave it to you?" I question loving the fact that we pretend not to know things.
"This guy" she shrugs with a smug look on her face.
"Who is he?"
"His name is Brendon, he's very cute, sexy actually and funny"
"Sounds like a keeper"
"I think so" she nods.

Once we get to my house she goes in and lays on the couch.
"I'm going to take a nap" she yawns.
"Well don't do it on the couch, lets got to my bed" I reach my hand out and she grabs it. I lead her to my room and she sits down.
"Are you wearing that or do you wanna borrow one of my shirts?" I ask her.
"I'd like to wear one of your shirts please" she nods. I toss her one of my basketball t-shirts and pull off my pants and shirt leaving me in boxers. I hate going to bed in uncomfortable clothes. When I turn around shes laid out on the bed closing her eyes. I turn off the lights and crawl in next to her putting my glasses on the nightstand. I wrap my arms around her and snuggle my nose into her neck.
"Hold on, I have to set an alarm, I don't want my mom to worry too late," she says with her phone her hand. I suck on her neck a bit as she does it and then she turns to me.
"Night Bren" she smiles. I kiss her nose and close my eyes. She slides down so her face is buried in my chest.

"Brendon, I love you so much," she says and I watch her lips move as she talks.
"I love you to Delilah" I smirk and kiss her. She leans into it pushing me against the arm of the chair. My hands cup her cheeks as she moves her mouth to mine. She pulled away from me and I am being pulled out of my seat.
"You're under arrest," a man tells me. I look around for Delilah and see her naked and crying. Bruises are all over her.
"Brendon...why?" she cries. She looks up at me, her face is swollen from crying and her nose is bleeding. "Why Brendon?"
"I didn't do anything!" I scream at the man pulling me away from her.
"Delilah, I love you..." I cry out. She shakes her head and cries even louder.

Delilah's Pov
I wake up to Brendon mumbling and shaking in his sleep.
"I didn't do anything" he screams, he's shaking and sweating. "Delilah, I love you" he cries still shaking.
"Brendon!" I shake him. "Brendon wake up" I yell. He sits up sweating and his breathing is heavy. He looks at me wide-eyed and pushes his hair back away from his face.
"Are you okay?" I ask him.
"I had that fucking dream again" he yells pulling away from me and standing up.
"Again?" I question.
"Every fucking right now" he pulls out his hair.
"Brendon...you said something in your sleep," I tell him biting my lip and looking down.
"What? What was it?" he sits down next to me.
"You said...you love me"
Brendon's Pov

"I...I did?" I ask and she nods. "It was that fucking dream. Delilah, I'm really worried about this. Every night it's the same thing. You and I kissing and loving each other and then I'm being arrested and you are crying in the corner naked with bruises all over you...I don't know what to do"
"I don't understand them either. But I know you would never hurt me"
"So do I, I just don't know why I keep dreaming that up..." I sigh laying back on my bed. She down on my chest and kisses my neck. I wrap my arms around her tight and kiss her head.
"Do you?" she questions.
"Do I what" I look down at her.
"Love me?" she asks. My heart skips a beat, I do, of course, I do.
It's kind of hard not to love a girl I've been in love with for the past 4 years" I chuckle.
"Oh, well I love you too" she traces my arm up and down. I sit up taking her with and kiss her hard on the lips, I push her hair back behind her ears. I kiss her lips gently once and pull away. She searches my eyes and so do I.
"I love you" I smile.
"I love you too Brendon" she smiles back and I go back to kissing her.