Last night was a blur. I can't believe I actually thought that I would get away from Tristen that easily. I'm starting to develop feelings for him. That can't be good because I never develop feelings for anybody, let alone Tristen of all people.
I open my eyes and notice somebody's arm is wrapped around my waist. Now I'm really thinking about last night. The last thing I remember Tristen giving me a goodnight kiss. Nothing stupid...wait a goodnight kiss. Why does this keeping happening. I keep kissing Tristen and I can't stop. Alright it is time to leave right now.
I slowly remove his arm from waist and get out of bed. I quickly put my shoes on and walk out of his room. I try not to make any noices but I bumped into something and it fell. I cussed under my breath. I really hope Tristen didn't wake up. I put the picture back on the shelf but I stood there in aw. I couldn't believe...that picture was a picture of him and. And. And me? Why does he have a picture of me with him in his house.
I looked at the picture of me and him and soon began to loose it. I started to scream. I screamed has loud as I could. This couldn't be happening to me. I fell to my knees and screamed in my hands. The picture is what is causing this. It was only a picture of him and I but all I could is scream. Scream as loud as I could.
I hear footsteps running to me. I didn't look up all I could do was scream. I screamed more and more. Soon arms wrapped around my waist. "What's wrong Kyndall?" When I felt arms I immediately pushed them away and started screaming again. Arms again wrapped around me and I immediately pushed them away again. Why does this keep happening to me? Just once I would like to know.
"Why do you have a picture of me in your house?" I pushed him into a wall. "Why Tristen? Why do you keep doing this to me? I only wanted normal life and now I will never have it." He looked at me with a confused expression. "This picture belongs in the trash. That isn't me anymore Tristen. That girl was gone a long time ago. That girl will never be here anymore. There is no need for this picture anymore!" I threw the picture to the ground and started to scream again.
Hands secured my shoulders and I stopped screaming. "Kyndall look at me please. That girl will never be gone. You wanna know why?" I shook my head. " Because this girl right here was right there. And she will never be gone from what she was. No matter how hard she tries to get rid of her; she will never be gone." He smiled at me and I blushed. He really did know how to make me feel better. "Come on Kyndall lets just go back up stairs and sleep." He grabbed my hand and I hesitated for a second. He turned around and grabbed my face in his hands. I flinched a little. "Hey. Know I will never hurt you. I will always protect you. Okay?" I nodded my head and followed him upstairs. We laid down on the bed and I snuggled closer to him. His arm tightened around my waist and soon he fell asleep.
I couldn't fall asleep for some reason. I picture was still running through my mind. Why would he have that picture of us together when we were younger? Alright it is time to get something to drink so I can clear my head. I move slowly and I see Tristen's eyes popped open. "Don't worry I just going to get something to drink real quick." He nodded and went back to sleep. I walked downstairs and got a cup full of orange juice. I stood there by the counter and looked at the shattered picture on the ground.
It made me wince in pain just looking at it. But then I realized what a mess I made and decided to go and clean it up. So I put down my cup and walked over to where the picture was. As I was cleaning up the mess, someone said, "Hello there Kyndall!" I panicked and saw somebody I would have never dreamt of seeing again. "Jake, what are you doing here?" I was holding onto the glass pretty tight now. " Oh Kyndall, I came to claim what is mine. And since you didn't keep your word I will take you by force." He grabbed my arm and I screamed bloody murder hoping Tristan would hear me. But when I screamed Jake took a piece of glass and slashed my cheek. I winced in pain and when I looked up Jake was staring a something. I turned around and I saw Tristan. They were both staring down each other. But when I turned around to look at Jake he was gone. Where did he go so fast?
