getting through

chapter 12

 Jacobs p.o.v

she's covered in sweat and screaming.''wake up your having a nightmare'' i tell her. don't you think she knows she's having a nightmare i tell myself.

she sits up gasping drenched in sweat. she panics then turns to her brother. she lets out a breath she seems to have been holding .she sits back in her seat and tries to bring her breathing back to normal.

''you should talk about it you know''.she send me a venomous glare. i chuckle and look back on the road."you should talk about it you know" she says mimicking me.

''I don't have dreams " she looks at me and roles her eyes.

''sure and unicorns are real,look I know you have dreams just as bad as I do okay you don't have to lie I see you sleeping...wait that doesn't sound right...well I'm always awake and I see you tossing and Turing "

I don't like how she sees through the façade I build and its annoying. yes I have dreams . I could handle them though her bringing it up just made me uncomfortable.

"I bet all the guys ran to you in school" I look over. she ponders over ending the conversation then gives up.

"they actually ran away " I see the ghost of a memory passing over her dark green eyes.

"why exactly is that".faking shock .I say trying to annoy her knowing its a touchy subject.

"because I'm not some ridiculous blond who twirls her hair while flirting and acts dumb to be cute". she say making gagging noises.

"I never liked those types of girls they always agree with everything I say , I once told this girl she looked fat and she didn't even defend herself just sat there nodding". I look over to her and see she's smiling not really but close enough and my fave lights up. she realizes and goes back to the oh-so-familiar grimace.

I look back on the road internally cringing as I run over dead bodies on the street .I want to look tough in front of Athena. she can't know I'm as disgusted as she is and think I'm a wuss. ha wuss funny word.

"so I'm guessing you were popular when you were in school" she says closing her eyes and letting her head fall against the seat. her eyelashes gently brushing on her check. they look as they would crumble like the London bridge if I would reach over and touch them. her eyes slowly flutter open and she sees me staring.

"what" she asks. I shrug.

"yep I was a jock with brains " I look over to see her rolling her eyes again."you look pretty you know".she looks over at me then scoffs.

"I haven't showers in a week and I'm wearing some one else's cloths".

"some people would realize um flirting and go along you know".

"well I'm not some people"

"I know" I say smiling. its like everytime I flirt with a girl they think I won't sex .why must the thirst be so strong.

"so who's the girl that made you so sympathetic" she says.

"umm how do you know I'm not always like this".

"because when I said girl you tensed up and you see the slight change of emotions".she says speaking with her hands. she does that a lot.

"well who's the boy" I say studying her . her eyes look away . I suppose to hide the change of emotion which means there was a guy.

"there is no guy"

"not anymore"

"well why do you want to know why you probably put it all together".