Everywhere I Go *Editing*

Chapter 9

I thought I was gonna stop writing this at chapter 5 or something because I didn't think people were actually going to read it but I was wrong and I'm happy. I can't believe I am almost to chapter 10! I am so surprised I haven't given up on this story yet...

I just want to hear his voice one more time...

"BOOMMMMMMMMXZCXSADFSAEJDSFRYLSAFHDLSDHGFHKDFG" I was waken up by a loud sound of thunder. I quickly jump out of bed and grab my phone to use as a flashlight. I find Jorel's room and see him sleeping. I hear him snoring, so he is just sleeping. I put the flashlight up to his head and look for the bump I saw. No bump. No tumor. No Aron. No gunshot. No hospital. No death. It was all just a bad dream. I make my way for the door and Jorel wakes up.

"What are you doing up so late?" He asks.

"I had a really bad dream, I was waken up by thunder," I tell him.

"What was it about?"

"Aron came back and almost killed you, you died of a brain tumor, and yeah."

"Stop thinking about that bitch."

"I can't help it in my dreams."

"Do you want to sleep in here or can you handle being by yourself?"

"I can be by myself." An even louder sound of thunder shakes the room and I jump into bed next to Jorel.

"Nevermind, I'll sleep in here tonight," I say, my voice cracking. He chuckles. I look at the time on my phone. It was only 12:47. We stay up talking for another hour.

"So, what exactly did you like in Aron?" He asks me.

"I just thought he had a nice personality, he was protective and cute."

"What do you think of him now?"

"He's a bitch." As soon as I say that, I get a text.

Oh no, looks like you had a bad dream, didn't you?

Aron watched me? No, that's not possible. I am 2 stories up. He could have used a ladder though...

"Who was that?" He asks. I had to choose quick, tell him or not. I don't think I should be lying right now after the mess that lies caused.

"Aron," I tell him.

"I thought I told you not to talk to him!"

"I didn't!"

"What did he text you?"

"First he said he missed me, next he said ht feels bad for me having a nightmare."

"How does he know? Did you tell him before me?"

"For the last time, I didn't!"

"Let me see your phone then."

"Why? It's my privacy!"

"Oh come on, I don't care if you watch porn or send nudes. Let me see your phone right now, Ava Ragan."

"No!"

"NOW!" he yells and startles me. I throw my phone at him and he goes through my texts I sent Aron. I am not lying, I never dent him any texts about the dream. Eventually, he goes up to the texts I sent him last week. Before he sees the pictures, I quickly snatch my phone out of his hands.

"Good girl, Ava."

"See? I told you, and you couldn't have trusted me?"

"I need to protect you!"

"I'm old enough to care for myself!"

"No you're not!"

"Yes I am! Leave me alone!" Silence quickly grew throughout the master bedroom.

"Then why did you come to me?"

"I was scared."

"And you still are. Clearly."

"Can you let me sleep?"

"Ok, good night Ava."

MORNING

I wake up and Jorel isn't next to me.

"Jorel where are you?" No one answers. I get up and get dressed. I walk into the kitchen and he is cooking.

"Good morning, Ava," he says to me.

"I'm fine. What's for breakfast?"

"Scrambled eggs and a pancake sound good?"

"I'll just have some eggs, thanks."

"You sure that's all you want?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, but don't come whining to me when you are hungry later on." I grab a banana and some water then go sit down. I turn on the best show ever, Spongebob Squarepants, and I watch an episode.

"Ava, your egg is done."

"Okay, I'm coming!" I get up and sit my glass into the sink. We sit next to each other at the dining room table and eat.

"So, what are your plans for the future?" Jorel asks while I'm stuffing my face with an egg.

"Hmm?" I mumble while trying not to let my egg fall out of my mouth.

"Are you planning on staying here with me or getting another house or staying with someone else?" I swallow my egg.

"I'm not sure. What do you think I should do?"

"You can stay here if you want."

"Sure, sounds good, if it won't bother you."

"Not at all!" He smirks. 

"Thanks." We continue eating up our food for breakfast, until we hear a ring at the doorbell