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Chapter 22

Jade.

Watching him sleep was my favorite thing to do. I'd wake up, turn around to kiss his lips, get up, brush my teeth, and wash my face, and climb back into bed to watch him sleep.

He always looked so young, and innocent. So beautiful. Then he'd bat his long eyelashes, and smile as soon as he saw me looking at him...but today was different.

He looked worried, he looked troubled, like he was having a bad dream. His grip on me was so tight that I knew that if he let me go, I'd have a red mark.

"Don't fucking touch her." He growled in his sleep, and worry immediately crossed my features. Was he thinking about what happened to Stella? I was tempted to shake him, but I didn't want to scare him or anything.

"No, no, no, no. Jade, run." His voice cracked like he was crying. I couldn't tell because his voice was always raspy in the morning. Jade? What kind of dream was he having about me?

As soon as the thought ran through my mind, it was as if his dream intensified, and he began to squeeze me even tighter. I could feel his bone, pushing into mine. I was positive that we were both bruised.

"Jade, don't go with him." With who? "Danny, Danny--baby, I'm right here. I'm not going nowhere." I knew my hands were cold, and he was warm blooded, so me putting my palm on his cheek should cool him down a bit.

He was sweating! His dream had to be horrible. "Danny, Danny--wake up! You're having a bad dream, I'm fine. Wake up!" I shook him this time, and he was a light sleeper, so his eyes batted open slowly.

Once his eyes focused, and he realized who I was, he sat up, and let out a long breath. I did too, thankful that he wasn't squeezing me to death anymore.

"You cool, babe?" He asked turning to look at me, like he was really worried. "Yeah, are you cool?" I asked him concerned. He smiled as if everything was okay, but he was going to tell me about this dream of his.

"Yeah I'm--"And don't lie to me." I interrupted him once I realized that he was going to say he was okay. "Ask your mama... what really happened to yo daddy, and why your brothers really left." He said, and with that he got up to go brush his teeth, and stuff.

What did he mean, 'what really happened?' Did he know something that I didn't? Why wouldn't he tell me? I know he said that he remembered everything, what did he remember that I didn't?

Was it something that I wanted to remember?

"What do you mean?" I got up and followed him into the bathroom. "I can't bare to tell you that... but what I will say is that yo daddy ain't dead, and he better not ever come back. None of the men in yo family are men to me except for Jordan, and Judon." What did my daddy do? What did Jaden do? My uncle who got killed, what did he mean?

"Danny, what the hell are you talking about?" I asked trying not to get frustrated with him. "Baby, please don't make me tell you that..." He looked at me, and It was one of those rare moments, when he had tears in his eyes.

"Please." He begged, and I walked away. Danny cries, but Danny doesn't cry. It's very rare, and when he does, he knows that It hurts me. So he tries not to. He never does, anyway, but he feels weak when he does.

He tries to act like a brick wall of something. I like it with other people, but not with me. "What do I ask her?" I asked him, and he sighed. "Ask her... why did you daddy really 'die', and why did the boys really get sent away. Why did she really repress your memories." He said finishing his hygiene routine.

I felt a pit in my stomach. I couldn't take knowing that she'd lied to me again. "What the fuck, happened to yo waist?" Danny asked pulling me back into the bathroom, with one arm like I was running in front of a moving train.