Still Into You (Jai Brooks Fan-Fic)

Chapter 1- The Nightmare

This chapter is dedicated to EmyWilliams. She has been dying to read this.

On the right is Isadora and Safe & Sound by Taylor Swift ft. The Civil Wars lyrics.

Enjoy! :D

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I don’t know how this happened. I mean, you would be sad and scared if you found out that your dad just died two weeks ago and that now your moving to who the hell knows where. What about my friends? What about Owen and I? Doesn’t she care what we think? All these thoughts and questions keep running through my head.

      I turn onto my back and stare at the ceiling. Most important out of all of my questions is, where the bloody hell are moving to?! I throw my comforter off me and jump out of bed.

      If I can’t sleep I might as well make me a cup of tea and some toast.

      I tiptoe past Owens room so I wouldn’t wake him up and as I tiptoe past Owen’s door I start casually walking again. I know. I’m weird… but I am proud of it!

      As I got into the kitchen, I open the cabinet and pull out my favorite tea. Peppermint. I only drink it when I am upset or when I need to think. Or both. While I let the kettle warm up on the stove, I started to work on the toast.

      Butter or Nutella… Nutella! I happily open the jar and spread it on the toast.

      Once everything was done, I set everything down on the dining room table and started eating.

      “Daddy!” What the- shit! Not this again. I get out of my seat and wipe my hands together and turned my head to the left and peeked down the hallway. I started walking towards the door that said ‘Owen’s Room’ on it in a five year olds kid’s hand writing. Well, I didn’t actually say that. It said ‘Owen’s Rom’, but mom told him there was supposed to be another ‘O’ in it. So he squeezed another ‘O’ in between the ‘O’ and the ‘M’. Whenever I see it, I always smile.

      But not right now. I need to calm the shit out of a five and a half year old.

      “DADDY!!” I put my hand on the door knob and peek my head through. Owen was tossing and turning like a mad man. I open the door wider this time. I turn on the light and sit on the side of his bed in one swift move.

      “Owen.” I whispered in his ear and shook his shoulder slightly. “Owen, wake up.” Owen whimpered slightly. “Owen.”

      He bolted right up. “DADDY, DON’T LEAVE!!” He relished it was only a nightmare and leaned in to my shoulders. His shoulders were shaking and I heard him sniffling. “I-I miss h-him so m-much.” He said into my shoulder.

       My eyes started to get glassy and my vision started to blur. “I know. I miss him, too.” I started to rub his back.

      “Isadora?” Owen whispered. I hate my name. in fourth grade everyone started to call me ‘Dora’ so I changed it to Isa. I don’t like it when people call me my real name, but Owen is an exception.

 “Hmhmm?” His hazel eyes met my blue ones. I give him a small smile knowing what he is asking me. He smiles back. I turn off the lights and lay right next to him.

      “I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, "I'll never let you go."” I sang quietly to him. Owen’s eye seamed to grow heavier and heavier by each stanza.

      “Hold on to this lullaby even when music's gone, gone.” After this line, he was fast asleep. I got up from the bed quietly making sure I don’t wake him up. I closed the door slightly and poked my head through again. “Good night, little man.” I walk down the hallway to the dining room and look at my tea and toast. The tea is already cold and it’s too late to warm it up. I decide to put everything away. I put the toast in the trash and the tea in the sink along with the plate. I look at the trash can, then the sink. What a waste. Oh well, it was for a good cause. If I didn’t see what was happening with Owen, he would still be screaming and wouldn’t be going to sleep any time soon.

      I walk out of the kitchen finding mom in the living room. “Hi, sweetheart. What are you doing up?”

      “Owen…” I replied while looking down the hall at his door.

      “Oh… well, you should probably get to bed. We need to start packing in the morning.” She was starting to go upstairs to her room.

      I looked at the floor and started to walk towards my room. “Okay…” That’s when it hit me. “Mom?”

      “Yeah?” She got off the stair step and walked towards me.

      “Where, exactly are we moving to? I mean you didn’t actually tell me.” I look up at her.

      “I decided that we should move to Australia. I already booked us a flight!” She smiled happily. Out of all that places she wanted to live, she chose Australia? I can’t believe this! All the way on the other side of the world? Wow.

      “Isadora? Are you okay?” She looked at me concerned.

      “Yup. I’m fine.” I replied. I turned around and headed towards my room. “And don’t call don’t call me that.” I mumbled. I walk into my room and shut the door. I looked at my bed and plopped down right on it. I thought about everything. Maybe moving to Australia won’t be so bad. We could start a new life and not have a stress in the world. I smiled to myself as I drifted off to sleep.