I stood up. Slightly angry, but not exactly knowing how I was feeling. "Why are you here... Again.? I told you no the first time Ash. This is my dream landscape, now leave." I said to him.
He walked up to me. Too close for comfort. Right up in my face. "Not even a hello Quinn? Man, you have changed. What happened to the fun, happy girl I once knew?" "She's gone." I stated simply. " and she's not coming back, so leave me alone." I twisted around on the swing so my back was facing away from him. He walked around so he could look at my face. Crouching down, he held my face in his hands. And just looked at me. Like really looked at me. Not like everyone else who just looked strait through. He stroked my cheek where a faint bruise was. "What happened to you? Your dad?" An expression of anger flashed across his face. "He's hurting you?" He questioned hesitantly. I just looked down.
He grabbed my hands and pulled me up. "Come with me. He can't get you that way."
And so, I did.
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Dreamer
Teen FictionI'd much rather be sleeping. In my mind, this place was my real life. Because I'm more awake, when I'm asleep.
