I woke up at 1:00 in the morning so I decided to go to Jessie's house. Dylan was still awake so I had to crawl through my window quietly. Once I was out I was walking towards his house. I had on his jacket because it was cold and I like the way it smells.
I walked over to his window and picked up some stones and started to throw them at his window so I just decided to kinda just sneak in his room. I opened it and quietly get in his room. "Jessie." I whispered poking his cheek.
He opened his eyes immediately. I think I scared him a little bit. Oh well. "Peyton, what are you doing in my room?" He asked sitting up. He didn't have a shirt on! Oh that glorious moment. I covered my eyes and hoped he would put on a shirt. I thought wrong. "Um I couldn't sleep again." I said putting my head down.
To be honest I've been having nightmares. "Come get in my bed." He said calmly. "Thanks." I said.
Once again I found myself sleeping with the bad boy. We cuddled until we fell asleep.
( nightmare )
"What are you doing daddy?" I said crying. "Shut up!" He yelled slapping my cheek. The burning sensation made my eyes water. I was crying. "Shut up you stupid slut!" He said punching me. Why was he doing this? "Where Dylan?" I asked crying. "Over there." He said pointing. There Dylan was.. dead.
(To be continued...)I woke up screaming. "Peyton what's wrong!" Jessie said frantically. "Dylan." I said crying my eyes out. "It's okay it was a nightmare." He said.
Once I calmed down I didn't let go of him. He didn't seem to mind. "I don't want to go to school today." I said. "Okay we're not going today." He said running his fingers through my hair. With that I fell back to sleep in his arms.
( morning )
I opened my eyes and stared right into his soul. I might die. He didn't move I didn't move. That's when his door opened. "I'll come back later." Said a woman in her early 30's said. "Okay." Jessie said. He still didn't move.
"I need to pee." I said laughing. With that he laughed and let me up.
( Jessie's POV )
While Peyton went to the bathroom I went downstairs. "Mom." I yelled. "In the kitchen." She said. "It's not what it looks like." I said. "She looks new." She said smiling. "Why are you smiling?" I asked.
"Because y'all were staring at each other and when I came in you didn't move or anything and she would have been gone by now." She said. She was right. I'm known for being a player.
( Peyton's POV )
I came out of the bathroom and didn't see Jessie. So I sat on bed. Then he came in with food. "Here." He said handing me a plate. It had pancakes, grits, bacon, and eggs. I ate it and was happy.
"Hey I'm going to change." I said. "Okay." He said. With that I left. I was kinda sad. I snuck back in my room. And took a shower and put on an outfit.
I called Ashley and we are going out to the movies and get our nails done.
( 3 hours later )
It was 8:30 so I went home. I took a shower and finally went to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
The Bad Boy's Girl
UngdomsfiksjonWhen Peyton Summers moves aways from California to Washington, she meets Jessie Michaels. What happens when he starts to take interest in her.