So, Who Are You...And Why AreYou Sitting On My Couch?

So, Who Are You...And Why Are You Sitting In My Couch? _-Chapter 13-_

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I woke up gasping, a cold sweat was dripping down my body and the sheets stuck to me. I got up to get a drink and check on Jaycee and Della. I can't believe I had a dream about someone killing them. I remember picking Della up when we found her but that's all I remember. I saw them both laying on the couch. I sighed in deeply and turned around to see Matt about three feet away from me. Which was really creepy. Especially considering it was three in the morning.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I got up to get a bottle of water from the kitchen and I saw you here so I was going to tap on your back to scare you." He smiled. I yawned.

"Tired?" He asked me. I nodded.

"Why are you up?" He asked me. I looked down at Jaycee and Della who were cuddling.

"Bad dream." I whispered. He sat down on the couch and opened his arms. I went and sat in his lap.

"Where's Ashley?" I asked him.

"She left for her mothers." He said. I nodded. She had been talking about going to tell her parents about the baby.

"When did she leave?"

"At around midnight when you and Mason were sleeping."

"Hunter."

"Ya, Ya I know Della."

"Fantasia."

"I know."

"Well then why don't you call me that then?"

"Because, your Della." I sighed. He put his head on top of mine that was on his chest.

"I need to tell you something Dells." He sighed heavily.

"What? Did Ashley have a miscarriage?" I asked. He shook his head.

"I don't like Hunter/Mason." He said.

"So, You're not the one That's married to him." He nodded.

"It's just. I wish..ugh..never mind. I'm going to bed. You should to." He went to the bathroom and I went back to my room. What was he going to say? That he want's to be with me? No, that's crazy.