Chapter Ten

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Sara.

I can't sleep I toss and turn on the most uncomfortable couch. I don't know what possessed Ashlynn to buy this couch. I sit up looking at the TV rerun of Friends that is playing. I listen to Rachel arguing with Ross about getting back together and being on a break. But that can't even make me laugh right now. Hadin scarred me tonight. He wanted to accept another offer from Connor but this one would take him away from me and worst of all make him be with Connor. I know all he wants to do is protect me, but I don't think I could not see him for months maybe years. But we aren't together. So why am I over thinking this?

"No. No." I hear cries from my bedroom. I jump to my feet as fast as I can, I'm pushing open my door before I know it. I see Hadin in a ball of sweat on my bed shaking. "No. No." He cries again. I rush over to his side. "Please no don't go!"

"Hadin. Hadin." I whisper to him brushing the hair out of his face. "Hadin." I whisper laying next to him. "Hadin." I whisper again. Hadin's eyes pop open and look at me.

"Sara?" He cries.

"Hey, I'm here." I tell him putting both of my hands to his face. "I'm right here." I tell him.

"Please don't leave me." Hadin begs me. I know he's half asleep by the way his eyes can't stay open.

"I'm not leaving." I tell him.

"Yes you will." Hadin argues.

"No I'm not. I promise I'm not going anywhere." I assure him as I lean into his chest and his arms wrap around me. I'll have to ask him or Jace what is going on with these nightmares. I have never seen Hadin like his. As Hadin's arms squeeze around me I feel safe. I start to slowly fall back to sleep.

As the sun blares in through my window my eyes shut tightly and open up I roll over to expect Hadin to be there when he's not. He's gone. Oh no. I rush to the side of my bed when Hadin walks into my room.

"What's wrong?" he asks me.

"I thought. I um," I mutter. "I thought you left. For good." I whisper.

"I'm still here" Hadin assures me as he walks over to me and kneels in front of me. "I'm sorry for last night." He apologizes.

"What happened? I've never seen you act like that." I whisper.

"When I was younger right before my mom got sick, my dad was an abusive drunk, he used to hit my mom and Jace while I watched after she died he put all his focus on me because I look like her he used to say." He tells me. I had no idea. My eyes start to fill up with tears. "It's okay." Hadin tells me putting his hand up to my face. "I'm okay. But after I saw that look in your eyes, it brought back a lot of bad memories." Hadin finishes.

"Well that explains the nightmares," I mumble.

"Nightmares?" he questions.

"Yeah. You started screaming in here in the middle of the night. That's how I got in here. I came in to make sure you were okay." I tell him. "Do you not remember the nightmare?" I ask him.

"No I don't." Hadin stands up without looking at me.

"Okay." I say as I walk over to my dresser grabbing a clean pair of clothes and go to walk towards my door when Hadin stands in front of me.

"What?" Hadin asks me not letting me leave.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter." I snap.

"Sara. I want to try and make us work again. So you've got to talk to me." Hadin tells me.

"I've got to talk to you?! I'm sorry Hadin but you're the one lying to me about the god damn nightmare you had in here." I snap as I push him out of my way. I make my way into the bathroom and lock the door.

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