hailey chantel hilton.
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joey had a dark gaze piercing through my soul as we had our dinner. i couldn't decide whether to feel safe around him or not. he was obsessive, very possesive of what's his, i could tell.
i cleared my throat and finally shifted my gaze from my food to look at him, "is there something on my face?"
he only blinked, face still serious, food still untouched.
i felt watched. i felt like a helpless doe about to be attacked by a predator.
he didn't reply, at all. i let out a sharp breath and played with my food until he finally spoke up.
"do you love me?" he questions.
i bit my lip and look at him, staring at his face features. staring at his arm muscles that was hugged by the tight black tuxedo he had on. staring at the intense air.
i do love him. but i'm scared. he had become attached to me. we spent endless times together. but i'm afraid of what he'll do if he knows about me knowing his disorder, if another guy is around me, what would he do?
"y-yes" i answered.
he stood up and leaned against the small round table, and lift my chin up, bringing my face close to his.
i gulped and felt the urge to pee.
"do you really?" he asks, his voice deeper than usual.
i nod slowly.
"if you could have just one companion in this world, in this life, would you. . pick me?" he ask.
i nod.
"will you be happy if it was only the two of us?" he ask.
i nod.
a smirk stitched on his face and pulled himself away from me, "then wake up, honey"
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i woke up, gasping for air as tears ran down my face.
"sugar! whats wrong" joey came up to me and pulled me into a hug, whispering comforting words while twirling with my hair.
joey looked scary in that dream, the tension was haunting, the aura gave creepy vibes. but the joey i was with, right now, looked comforting and kind hearted. the aura felt like home. i felt safe, in his arms.
i looked up at his eyes, they weren't dark. instead they looked anxious and lovingly.
"nightmare?" he asks.
i nod slowly and snuggled my head against his chest, crying more and more.
like i said, i couldn't tell whether to feel safe or not,
especially around him.
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jordan.
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-flashback.
"wheres hailey?" joey asks.
i lift my head and looked at him, "in your room, shes asleep"
he furrows his brows, "asleep? at 3pm?"
i nod, "i sort of gave her a sleeping pill" i scratch my neck.
"what why?" he asks.
i cleared my throat, "she knows, joey"
he furrows his brows again, "w-what"
"she knows, joey. the therapy sessions. your disorder. she knows most parts. but i dont know if she knows about her" i said and he looked shocked.
"you told her?" he questions, crossing his arms.
"she found out herself, in fact she was looking for this" i toss hailey's phone at joey. and successfully caught it.
"how did she even unlock the door?" he asks.
"i helped her unlock it. she wanted her phone and i just had to" i replied.
he knits his brows as his eyes darkened.
"listen here, joey. im not on any of your sides. but im helping the both of you. she was bound to know sooner or later anyways. . . you stopped going to therapy, you kidnapped her, you ditached her from her family. youre not doing well as you promised, jo" i spoke and stood up, walking up to him.
"youre going back to your therapy sessions in few days, mr brown will contact you and i better see improvements because i dont want the poor girl to suffer" i pat his shoulder.
"take care, brother. . go easy on her" i said then left the house.
