Chapter 31

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Haseya P.O.V.

I wake up to the smell of food, and an empty bed. I do remember Jace said something about Chinese food. I sit up and stretch, I feel pretty good after my nap. I decide to head downstairs, because honestly, I'm hungry. I see Jace downstairs, setting up the food. As soon as I get to the living room he looks up.

"Hey, love, how was your nap?" He asks coming over to give me a hug and kiss.

"It was one of the best sleeps I have had in a long time." I tell him. Remembering the bad dreams, I've had. I shiver just thinking about them.

"What's the matter babe?" He asks, looking cautious, like he might upset me.

I have an internal debate, should I tell him about my dreams? Will he think I'm just crazy? I feel like there is more to them than I think there is. As I pick up my general tso's chicken, I take a deep breath.

"I need to tell you something. It might sound crazy, but you need to know." I take a deep breath.

"You can tell me anything, and I mean anything." He grabs my hand.

"As I've told you before, I came here when I was 16." I tell him.

"Yea, I remember that. It was around when we first met." He says.

"Ok, well this is kind of long. Promise you will be understanding? And remember, that I love you." I plead, hoping that he won't run away from me.

"I promise, I love you." He gives me a kiss.

"I had a best friend back home. His name was Bidziil, and we grew up together. We were so close, that my father decided that he should be my betrothed. Back then, I had no problem with it because I never thought that I would be here, where I am. This was decided when we were young. My 18th birthday, Nov 15th was supposed to be the day. I haven't really thought about my birthday lately. That's beside the point. Anyway, I had no problem marrying him. I mean, my best friend, I loved him, who wouldn't want to marry their best friend was what I was thinking at the time. Everything was already planned, and I was excited. I know I was young, but I was excited. Then, my mother passed away. I was 13 when it happened. I still had plans on marrying him, I mean nothing had really changed. I knew that I felt like I didn't belong, but I thought, maybe marrying Bidziil will help with that. Then, my father, he changed. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to leave. I felt so guilty about leaving Bidziil. I didn't even give him an explanation, I just gave him a hug goodbye and left. I left my best friend, I didn't give him a reason, I never even told him the way I was feeling, the way I felt like I didn't belong. I still feel guilty. Lately though, I've been having dreams that I feel are warnings." I can start to feel myself tear up.

"Babe, it's ok, you don't have to say anymore." He tells me, rubbing my back.

"No, no. I need to get this off my chest. Especially to you." I tell him.

"Ok, I'm here to listen. Even if it takes all night. Jodi is with Lily." He tells me.

Here goes nothing. I tell him all about my dreams, the first one and this last one. I tell him about how it made me feel, how it does kind of scare me. He has this look on his face, I can't decipher it. It's almost like worry, and jealousy? I don't know.

"Babe, are you ok?" I say, as I put my hand on his arm.

"Sorry. Yea, I'm fine. I'm just worried about you. Is there anything I can do?" he asks me.

"Be there for me; through thick and thin." I tell him.

"Always babe, always." He gives me a quick peck on the lip.

"How about another movie?" I ask him.

"Sure. You pick and I'll go get some popcorn." He says getting up.

I decided that I wanted to go into Disney, because I just love them! I decided to go with, The Lion King. One of my all-time favorites! I pick up the movie and go put it in the dvd player.

"What did you decide to pick, love?" he asks. Sitting down next to me.

"The Lion King." I give him a big smile.

All he can do is give me a kiss and watch the movie.

Jace P.O.V.

She told me all about what was supposed to happen if she stayed. She was going to marry her best friend. She said she loved him. Loved, as in past tense. There was a part of me that still go jealous. I don't know why. I know she loves me. There is no denying that fact. I can tell just by the look in her eyes. I can't see me with anyone else. Cliché, right? I just can't help it. I look over and she's so engrossed in the movie, I can't help but smile, and wonder, how did I get so lucky? All I can do is pray, that nothing ever happens to her, ever.

Hello my Peaches!

I know, it's been a couple days.

I've just been really tired.

Small filler chapter. I'm going to skip ahead a little next chapter.

I hope you guys are ready for some real drama coming, it will be in the next couple chapters.

Love you all!

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