Broken

Chapter 3

Jessie POV

I felt someone poking my cheek.

I tried to get them away but nothing worked.

"Charlie stop poking me let me sleep" I said

"Who's Charlie?" I heard a manly voice say.

Once I heard that I knew who it was.

I shot up from where I was and saw I was in my room and Mr. jackass is sitting next to me. I feel the headache and groan.

"What the hell happened?" I ask him

"Well I took you to the basement to show you my dog, Cher, and once you saw her. you screamed and fainted." He explained

"How the hell did I end up in my room?" I ask him

"I carried you"

I looked at him and punched him.

"That was for touching me"

I punched him again

"That was for showing me a dog"

I punched him two more time

"And that was because I love punching people"

After the four hits he held his arm.

"Damn, girl what the hell, how can a girl as skinny as you punch so hard"

"Get the fuck out!" I yelled at him

"Nope, I promised your dad I would stay all night to make sure your ok"

"You can't do that!" I said surprised my dad would betray me.

"Oh but I can turns out my dad and your dad were high school buddies so now his cool with me"

"Where was your dad tonight?" I ask him realizing that his father wasn't at dinner

"He's a doctor at the hospital and he had the night shift today" he told me

"Oh ok, well that doesn't matter get the hell out!"

"No can do, kitten" he smirked

I punched him for calling me kitten

"Damn, you're kinky" he looked at me and winked

"No, just no" I lay down and cover my self with the blanket.

I feel something movie and realize that Mr. jackass is getting the bed. i wait for him to get conformable before pushing him off the bed completely.

He's head pops up and he glares at me. he get back into bed, clearly not getting my message. I'm to tired fight him so I asleep.

"Goodnight, kitten" I hear him whisper

"Whatever, Mr. jackass"

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I'm walking through the park I grew up in. everything is peaceful. not a problem in the world. I look over to the swing where my sister and I'd played when were young. the swing turned dark, and a black mist is coming from it. I look at it unable to move.

I saw it coming towards me. before it touches my shoes, my sister comes out of the mist, looking just like I saw her last.

Ripped clothes, open cuts and blood everywhere. And with the same kind face as ever, the face I see everyday in a mirror.

"Why Jessie? why did you leave me? why did you let me go?" she asks

" I didn't mean to, I love you! I never wanted you to die!"

She falls to the ground and the dark mist surrounds me again and I being to scream.

I feel my self shaking, and I hear the voice of someone. I should know but don't.

"Jessie wake up, it's just a dream!"

I jump at the words, and I'm crying and I look at wyatt. i warp my arms around him and he does the same. I cry on his shoulder. he hold me tight and tell me that I'm ok and it was just a dream.

But it wasn't a dream. it all true, it was all my fault. that night never should've happened and it was all my fault.

I let myself cry for a while. and then It becomes quite. I just sit there in Wyatt's arms, thinking about the dream. I remove my arms and lay back down and try to sleep.

Wyatt puts his arms around me again and holds me. I don't stop him. knowing that I'll won't be able to sleep without someone there.

No words were need. I went to sleep but before I did I felt Wyatt kiss my forehead, and saying goodnight.

I sleep dreamless the rest of the night. but the death of my twin sister is always there and it will never leave.

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