Brought Together✔️

Chapter 15

                                                                            Brooklyn P.O.V.

I wake up in the morning and I realize after reaching over to where Dallas usually is he isn't I sit up and look around the room then see he's writing something at his desk "Dallas" I say quietly he turns around and looks with a soft smile and tired eyes, I sit up "Babe what's wrong? What are you writing?" I say worriedly "Nothing is wrong sweetheart, I was writing you a note so you'd know where I went" he says and sits on the edge of the bed "Lay back down go back to sleep"   "Where are you going? What time is it?"   "I'm going to work on my project with Asher and it's almost 9" I pout and lay back down, he chuckles then leans down and kisses my forehead after moving hair from my face "I'll be back later today okay? Stay in here and sleep I'll go tell Dawson where you are." he says gently and I nod then start to fall asleep as he covers me up again and kissing my head again before leaving the room.

I wake up later to Dawson knocking on the door "Huh come in" I say rubbing my eyes and looking at the door, Dawson walks in "So you not only get me in trouble with Dallas but you're also with him" panic fills my face "Dawson I-" He cuts me off by laughing "Oh my gosh Brook i'm not mad you act like I haven't seen you two in school with his arm around you" I feel my cheeks heat up and cover my face "I'm so sorry for not telling you we only officially got together y-yesterday" he looks at me and hugs me "I'm so sorry brook not that you decided to date my insane brother but because of you know..."    "My dads dead? Yeah" I sigh and hug back "Where's my mom? How is she"    "Still asleep but my parents just finished breakfast and wanted me to see if you were awake" he says then gets up but I tell Dawson I don't have much a appetite so he nods and gives me another hug before heading downstairs and I lay back on the bed. I stay in Dallas's bed all day, Dawson comes in to check on me and try to get me eat but I refuse around 4pm Dallas knocks on the door, walks in and sits on the edge of the bed and rubs my back as i'm laying in his bed curled into a ball "Hey sweetheart are you okay Dawson said you haven't eaten all day" I flip over and look at him "Yeah i'm fine, how was working on your project?"   "It was fine" he stands up, tells me he'll be right back before heading down stairs then coming back with a sandwich  then sits back on the bed and I nudge his arm till he moves it so i'm able to get into his arms "Eat please brook"    "It's just one day Dallas I'll be fine" he sighs and continues through the night to get me to eat but I continue to refuse until he eventually gives up and we both fall asleep....

                                                       One Week Later

 It's been a week since my dad you know died. It's tough to be honest. I've stopped seeing Dallas as much as the police start to question him more, making me worry even more, my mom and I have been back home we only stayed two nights with Dallas and his family, Dallas has insisted on taking me out on a date tonight after he realized we hadn't been on one due to everything with the cops and my dad, I finally got my appetite back a few days ago,  but I still haven't cried or really realized I'll never see my dad again. Currently i'm standing in front of the mirror as I look at what i'm wearing, my 3 inch heels that are all black and have a  have a wrap around my ankle, light blue high waist skinny jeans and, a black off the shoulder long sleeved cropped shirt, I smile to myself and grab my phone and my bag.Dallas knocks on the door to my house right as I get to the bottom of the stairs I quickly text my mom to tell her i'm going out, she hasn't been home as much but she still is home whenever she can Thanksgiving is a week away so tons of families are coming to town. "Wow brook you looks so stunning" Dallas says as he looks me up and down with a smile on my face and I feel the heat rise to my cheeks "Thank you Dallas, you don't look to bad yourself" I say with a laugh, he's wearing black jeans, a white shirt and a jean jackets over that, I grab my jean jacket as well and we're off on our first official date.......