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The Fault in Her Scars .

numero tres.

Jaime's POV:

I watched Taylor get up from her chair and walk upstairs, her heading hanging low. I knew something was bothering her, I just didn't know what. I hoped I didn't do anything wrong.
I desperately wanted to get up and check on her, but I knew I couldn't go after her. It would look too suspicious, especially after the kiss we just had.
Only a few more hours and then I could go to sleep and share the same room as one of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen.

Taylor's POV:
I woke up a few hours later to someone opening my door. The light streamed through the crack and the music filtered into my room. The clock on the dresser said it was only 12:42, I knew the party would go on for a few more hours. I looked over to see Jaime pulling his bed back, and shut my eyes quickly when he turned to look at me. He walked over to me and held the light from his phone up to my face to see if I was asleep. He left the room quickly and I began to wonder why.

Had he seen something he shouldn't have?

I wondered why Jaime had left so quickly, and I waited for him to come back. Only a few seconds later, he opened the door and walked back over to me. He sat me up and I pretended to stir a little.
"It's okay, I'm just gonna help you get ready for bed." He said, his voice sweet and quiet. He wiped the makeup off of my face gently and threw the rag into the garbage. He then grabbed a t-shirt from my closet and a pair of sweatpants and pulled of my clothes that I had been wearing all day.
I felt so comfortable with him doing this, any other guy would have taken advantage of the situation but he quickly pulled the t-shirt over my head and helped me to put on my sweats. He pulled down my bed covers and then tucked me in. I rolled to my side and pretended to fall back asleep while he changed.
Just as I thought he was laying down for bed, he walked over to me and kissed my cheek.
"I love you Taylor, but you'll never know that." He whispered under his breath. My own breath caught in my chest as I tried to understand what just happened.
Jaime Preciado loved me, off all people?


* I was running but I couldn't run fast enough. The hallway got longer and longer, and I felt myself slowing down. The footsteps behind me grew louder with every step I took. I knew he was there, and I knew I couldn't escape him this time. My chest began to grow tighter as I accepted that this was it- this was how I would die. He always said he would come back for me. I ran and ran until I couldn't hear the footsteps any longer, and I quickly turned around to see where he had gone. When I turned back to the front, there he was, standing right in front of me.
"You're all mine now," he said with a smirk growing on his face. I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out as his hands pulled me into him. *

"NO! NO! Please don't hurt me, please!" I screamed, tears running down my cheeks. My hands thrashed around me, trying to escape my attacker.
I felt someone grab me and shake me awake."Taylor, wake up! It's only a dream!" The voice screamed, gripping my arms.
I opened my eyes to see Jaime standing there, wide-eyed and shirtless. Sweat was dripping from my forehead and I couldn't stop the tears that flowed from my eyes.
"Are you okay? Did somebody hurt you? What's going on?" He said, looking into my eyes. He wrapped his arms around me and he placed my arms on his back.
"Nothing Jaime, it was just a nightmare. You can go back to sleep," I mumbled, trying to catch my breath.
He looked at me with a concerned face, "That wasn't just any nightmare, even I know that. Do you want me to get your brother's? I think I need to."
I stared at him with a blank expression. I knew they would be upset if I told them the truth, but how much longer could I honestly hide this? Now that Jaime knew about my nightmares, he would definitely tell Vic and Mike and Tony.
I nodded my head at him. "I think we all need to talk." I said, pulling him in closer. He kissed my forehead and took my hands. "I'll be right back," he said while leaving the room.

I knew I had to tell them everything, but I didn't know how I would say it.

Notes

Comments

Can you update please

Lord.Voldemort Lord.Voldemort
9/17/15

aww

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

THANK JESUS I WAS ABOUT TO DIE WITHOUT KNOWING WHAT WOULD HAPPEN

Omg!

kelseyyy_lee kelseyyy_lee
8/19/15