Coming Face To Face. •12•

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***WARNING***

"ADEN! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" I rushed down the steps. "Yes, daddy?" "What did you do with it?" He seethed. "Do with what, daddy?" I shrank back.

This man in front of me scared me. "YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! NOW WHAT DID YOU DO WITH IT?!"

I shot up, my breathing ragged. I glanced at the nightstand, checking my phone for the time.

3:45 A.M.

"Aden?" Baylor softly whispered as he rolled over to face me. "What's wrong?"

I set my phone back down, holding back tears as they threatened to fall. "N-nothing. I'm fine. Go back to sleep." I silently cursed my stuttering.

"Mea, lay back down with me." He said.

"I-I'll be back. Go back to sleep." I told him and got up, heading to the bathroom.

Shutting the door before I turned the light on, I stared at myself in the mirror.

Why is this haunting me now? I've been okay the past five years. Why now? What does this mean? Does it even mean anything? No matter, I will get over this. It's done haunting me as of right now.

I sighed and went back to bed.

"What happened?" Baylor asked me as I climbed back into bed, into his arms.

"Just a dream. I'm okay." I said and rested my head on his chest.

"We'll talk later, we have school. Goodnight babe." He said and snuggles closer.

"Goodnight," I whispered back, curling up to Bay even more.

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"Aden." I was being shook awake.

"Who disturbs the mighty dragon?" I mumbled and rolled over, hoping to get away from the shaking.

"Aden, get up." More shaking.

"Stop disturbing the mighty dragon. Mighty dragon does not want awoken."

"Yea, well, mighty dragon has school, so mighty dragon must awaken, and get ready for said school, otherwise mama dragon will be on mighty dragon's ass."

I shot up and fell back, groaning, "Mighty dragon does not want school, but mighty dragon does not want mama dragon on ass. Mighty dragon is up. Mighty dragon will get ready."

"Good. I'll be downstairs making breakfast," Baylor said and walked out of the room.

"Yes, make master dragon food. Master dragon likes this idea."

"Peasant dragon does not." He stated from downstairs.

"SHUSH PEASANT DRAGON." I yelled and got out of bed, heading to my closet.

Hmm... Shinedown hoodie? Yes. Converse? Yes. Blue jeans or black? Hmm... Blue. Shinedown shirt to match.

I threw on my clothes as I stumbled to the bathroom.

"Sheesh," I muttered, fixing the mess I call hair.

Let's look presentable today. Seems good.

I slightly spiked my hair and brushed my teeth.

Finishing up, I headed downstairs.

"FOOOOD!" I yelled, walking into the kitchen.

"DON'T SCREAM. OH MY GOD." Bay exclaimed, his hand over his heart.

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