Don't Say That (Completed)

Can't sleep

(Edited)

Sleep. Why was it so hard for me to do it? Maybe it was because of the dream, or maybe it was because I felt betrayed. Cole did this to me. He is the one who tricked me. Even after I let him in the cabin, even after I let him take me away from any hope of seeing Troy again. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. Cole didn't deserve my tears, he doesn't deserve to know how hurt I am from this. Breathing in a shaky breath I sat up in the bed. I don't feel myself going to sleep anytime soon. Anyways I need a drink. Standing up I walk out my room and into the kitchen. This place has there own water system so all I did was put a glass under the faucet and it was full. Taking a sip from it i savor the cold liquid as it rolled down my throat. The cup was empty now so I set it on the counter. My hands leaning on the counter as I try to process the things that happen today. Things I have learned. Someone cleared their throat making me turn around fast. Only to slow down when I noticed it was Isaac. He was standing at his door frame watching me. Calming my breathing I whip my hand against my forehead. "Can't sleep", he asked. I laughed crossing my arms in front of me. "That obvious", he said nothing but walked over to the kitchen with me. Pulling myself up I sit on the counter. I was wearing a tank top and a pair of underwear. Walking in he went into a cupboard and pulled out a glass and filled it up with water. He was wearing just a pair of jeans. No shirt covered him. My eyes wandered his body trying to memorize every shape and muscle that showed. There was a tattoo on his shoulder with the number 7 written out. Is it weird I had an urge to just reach out and touch him. But of course I wouldn't. That would be weird. "Pen", I looked up to his eyes. He was looking at me with curiosity. "Yes Isaac", I said realizing this was the first time I said his name out loud. His eyes looked from my eyes to my lip then back. I don't know why but I bit my lip as he did so. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out so he closed it. His eyes were full of want, not lust. I could tell the difference. Kids looking at a birthday cake have want in there eyes. Men who have not been with a girl in months have lust. He was looking at me like he was a little boy and I was a dessert that his mom said no to. And to be honest, it was kinda attractive. His eyes lingered on mine as he finally said something, "goodnight". Slowly walking away to his room he left. Alone again in the kitchen I felt like smiling. Why did that make me happy? And why did it also make me sad? Shaking my head of thoughts I get off the counter and back to my bedroom. When I was inside I didn't feel like closing the door, just kept it open as I climbed into bed again. Sleep took me over and I was put into a dream. I was tied to a chair from my hands and feet. Sweat covered my body, heart beating fast. Picking my head up I look around to see Cole standing in front of me. "Oh sweetheart don't be scared", he says leaning down to my height. I spit in his face making him laugh as he wiped it away. "Mad aren't we", a smirk played on his face as he said that. His green eyes pierced me as they looked at me. "Fuck you", I say through my teeth. It only made him smile more as he stood up. "Come on baby, don't be like that", he placed a fake pouty face at me as he walked around me. "You traded me", I said to him. A hand goes around my neck pulling me back breathing hug my ear as I heard a laugh. "Survival of the fittest my sweetheart", he said before I was knocked to the ground. Opening my eyes expecting there to be pain but nothing came. I was on a bed now, slowly I sit up and look around. Not knowing where I was I stood up and started to head for the door when it opened to reveal Isaac. His leather jacket hugged his body, hair soaked in water. As soon as he saw me he grabbed my hand pulling me to him. Before I could say something he kisses me. It was soft but at the same time rough. He gripped my waist pulling me to him as much as he could. My hands found their way to the curls on the back of his head, tangling themselves in it. He pulled away to breath looking me in the eye sending shivers down my spin. Breathing heavily I say, "wow". With that it all vanished away before my eyes. Turning into the cabin. Troy stood shirtless at the sink, my necklace hanging around his neck. He turns to me without saying a word as he looks at me. "Troy", I said tears falling down my face. He opens his arms and I walk into them feeling his warmth. But it slowly turns cold so I look up and see my mom. Stepping back I look and see her standing there with a bolt hole through her. It bleed out slowly before she fell making me cry. The room fell again showing my school. Angry thought come to my head about how those rich kids treated me. How I was called a slut. Tears came to my eyes after, they were probably dead now. Sure they hurt my feelings but I would never want someone to die because of it. Without warning I wake up. Crying this time, no screaming. Just crying. Sitting up I whip my face off and calm myself down. "Jesus Penelope, get ahold of yourself", I laugh. The window in my room was lit telling me it was morning. So with a sigh I get up and change into an outfit and leave. Leaving the room I see Isaac's door open and he layed on his bed awake. His arms behind his head as he looked at the sealing. Still not wearing a shirt. I need to get over myself, that dream was fake and was not going to happen. It is just what my head wants to happen. Why is it so hard to believe me then?