"Isabelle!" Someone is shaking me. My throat hurts and my whole body is fatigued. The +quilted blanket is thrown to the floor.As I sit up, I blink multiple times. Everyone is surrounding me. I throw my head into my heads.
"Was I..." No one answers. Mollie holds out a baby blue blanket. It is torn and looks very used. "I always cuddle up with Pete when I have a bad dream." Mollie whimpers. She has been worried I can tell. I nod. "Than kyou Mollie. I think I need this." Jen walks up and holds out milk. "This too." I say as I take the beverage. Savannah sits in Jhase's lap, cuddling into his chest. They have all been worried. Jhase sends the girls to bed. He kneels nextto the bed. I look into his eyes. They are puffy and red. Like he has been crying. "Jhase." I say with a smile, moving to stroke his cheek. He grabs my hand and puts it to his cheek as though he needed it there faster. "Isabelle." Jhase swallows hard as though he is pained. "Don't ever do that again." He looks into my eyes deeply and nuzzles my hand caressing his cheeks. "Please." He pleads. I take his shoulders and help him onto the bed. "I promise." I kiss him gently as if he might break.
"How long did I scream?" I ask, already worried about the girls. "Two hours." Jhase mumbles sadly. I stare at my feet poing out from the covers. "We tried to wake you." Jhase croaks. I take his head in my hands and kiss his forehead. "Go to bed." I demand. Jhase staraightens his back. "NO." He says stubbornly. I sigh. "Jhase. You need sleep." My jaw drops when he climbs into bed next to me. "YOu do too." He whispers. He kisses my cheek and lies down. I smile. "Goodnight my love."
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On the Run
Teen FictionIsabelle Graves has been raised to fight... not flee. Her parents were fugitives and now she follows in their footsteps. She is running from the Suits; Evil men who killed her parents are after her. Along the way, she has to fight for her life.
