Mr Dawson

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*DREAM REALM*
i climbed over the rail and let the wind blow through my hair then closed my eyes.

i took one final breath in and stepped off the bridge.

*END OF DREAM REALM*
i felt my body falling and i woke up gasping for air sitting up with my hand on my chest in strangers bed.

i quickly realised i was in shane's guest room and slightly calmed down but i was still terrified.

i wiped the sweat from my forehead then pulled my phone out from under the pillow and sighed when i read the time.

'6:30am'

i turned off my phone walked over to the light switch and turned it on.

i rubbed my eyes and sat back down on the bed. the white sheets we're so soft like hotel beds so i stretched across the mattress with a smile across my face.

for some reason i felt so comfortable in his home. the fact someone didn't want me to die made me feel something i hadn't felt before.

i tossed and turned trying to get a few more hours sleep but just couldn't.

i heard someone coming down the stairs. it was probably shane waking up i thought to myself.

my assumption was correct when i saw his head peep around the door checking to see if i was awake.

"hey" he spoke softly

"hi" i said awkwardly rubbing my bare knees.

shane came in and sat on the edge of the bed and stared at me for a few seconds before speaking again.

"i can give you a ride to school if your up for going?" he asked.

"i can't ask you to do that you've done enough for me already" i replied looking down at my hands on my lap.

"your not asking. i'm offering. in fact i'm insisting" he laughed.

i smiled at his stubbornness and rolled my eyes.

"okay" i said sternly.

"and uh your mom?" he asking frowning his eyebrows.

"oh she's probably passed out on the couch right now. trust me she doesn't care where i am" i explained.

he nodded slightly and stood up holding out his hand speaking

"what would you like for breakfast madam?" he said jokingly.

i grabbed his hand and he pulled me up.

"i don't usually eat breakfast" i said walking into the kitchen.

"yeah pancakes sound great let's have those" he sarcastically replied opening cupboards.

i giggled at him and sat down at the table and rested my chin in my hand.

a couple minutes later shane came over with two plates of pancakes with strawberries and nutella spread over them.