I open my eyes and see Dylan sweating and saying something under his breath I don't understand.
He is tossing and turning.
I shake him awake and yell "Dylan!" To wake him up.
He jerks awake.
His eyes are wide and he looks terrified.
Then he looks at me and his eyes soften. He then does something weird.
He hugs me. And cry's.
I hug him back and say "shhh..." over and over to sooth him.
He pulls away from my embrace and looks at me in the eyes.
"I'm sorry guys aren't suppose to cry in front of people." He says while looking down at the bed.
"Dylan" I put my hand on his cheek and I make him look at me. "You can cry, it's okay"
"Okay, can we just watch tv or something?" he asks.
"Yeah sure"
And we lay back down cuddling and watching something that I don't even know what the hell it is but I couldn't care less because my mind won't stop asking questions.
Why does he wake up like that?
What was his dream about?
How long has this been going on?
After a while I find myself asking "what was your dream about?"
I can tell he wasn't expecting that.
He takes his arm off of me and sits up and says "um.... I don't want to talk about it"
"Why not?"
I know I'm pressuring him to tell me but he needs to talk about it with someone?
"Because I just don't want to!" He snaps at me.
"What the hell Emma?! Why are you asking me these questions?! I said I didn't want to talk about it, and what do you do? Well you keep asking questions! You even did at the lake house! Just leave it alone!"
I feel a tear slip down my cheek as I say "why are you yelling at me?"
"Because Emma you won't leave it alone! And not everyone has a perfect life like you do! Not everyone is so lucky to have all the things you have! So will you mind your own damn business!"
I feel more tears slip down my cheeks but I'm also angry as fuck so I yell back "well guess what my life isn't perfect jackass! It is anything but perfect! So you need to stop being such an ass! All I was trying to do was fucking help you but you know what?! It's not worth it anymore if your just going to be a jackass!" And with that I walk out the door. But I forgot one thing. my phone.
I walk back in the room and grab my phone and say one last thing "stay away from me Dylan." and I walk out the door.
When I walk out the front door it's freezing cold outside.
"Whats my luck?" I say to myself.
And the worst thing is, my phone is dead.
"Great, just great" I say sarcastically out loud.
So I start walking towards my house. Which is like six blocks from here. And it's so cold.
As I walk down the street I think back to what Dylan said to me.
"What the hell Emma?! Why are you asking me these questions?! I said I didn't want to talk about it, and what do you do?! You keep asking questions! You even did at the lake house! Just leave it alone!"
And of course I couldn't leave it alone.
What on earth was I thinking about asking him that question?!
That he would open up and so would you and you would both live happily ever after. My conscious answers back.
I just can't believe Dylan would say something like that to me.
I guess I didn't know him as well as I thought I did.
••Dylan POV••
I shouldn't have yelled at her.
I know better than that but I just didn't want to tell her about my dream. It's to painful to talk about.
I feel like shit since I talked to her like that.
I accused her of things that I don't know anything about.
I told her she was perfect and not everyone has a perfect little life like she does. And it's true. I mean she has all her life organized. She knows where she wants to go to collage. She knows what she wants to do with her life. She even has the perfect friends!
I know I have my friends but they are far from perfect.
All they do is fight with each other. But we are also close. We get into a shit ton of trouble and I know Emma's friends don't. I just don't see why Emma never has anything wrong in her life.
I just don't know if I trust her enough to tell her about my awful dreams.
I'm terrified that she will leave me.
But I probably just pushed her away by yelling at her like that.
I really hope that she will forgive me.
Because for some reason I feel so sad now that I know we're not on good terms.
And when she told me about what happened the night before. About the football player I was so pissed. I thought I was going to rip off his head. I know who she was talking about.
As soon as I go to school and I see him he is going to get the beating of his life.
And I was so happy to be there for her when she needed me but I ruined it all by opening my god damn mouth.
I'm so mad at myself! How could I do that to her?!
When I looked at her I saw a tear go down her cheek and I just felt like punching myself in face for doing that to her.
What on earth have I done?
I need to apologize to her.
But how?
I know she is going to be ignoring me at school and I know it won't be easy to get her alone.
Maybe I should just wait for a few days and hope she will talk to me.
That's probably what I will do. I'll give her some space for her to cool off.
And hopefully she will forgive me.
-~Emma~-
Finally I made it home.
I go up to my room and I plug my phone in and as I wait for it to turn on I lay on my bed and think more about what Dylan said.
Every time I think about it I just get even more angrier.
Who the hell does he think he is!? Saying that stuff to me!
He doesn't know anything about me!
That dick!
I sigh and then my phone turns on.
I call my mom.
"Emma?" My mom says with worry written all over it.
"Hey mom I need you to pick me up at the house" I say back.
"Alright I'm on my way, and pack some clothes for tomorrow for school. Oh and lily will be coming out of the hospital by Friday okay?" My mom sounds so happy about lily coming out of the hospital.
"That's great!" And I am happy too. "Albright see you later" I say.
"Yep bye" and she hangs up the phone.
I get up and take a five minute shower then I pack up the rest of the weeks clothes.
I would have went to school today but I just couldn't. I'll just get makeup work tomorrow.
After a few minutes my mom is in my driveway honking her horn for me to come outside.
I go outside and get in the car.
"Hey honey" my mom says.
"Hi" I say quietly.
And the rest of the car ride is completely silent.
Which my thoughts take advantage of the quietness.
I wonder if me and Dylan will ever be friends again?
I hope not because he was being unreasonable. So tomorrow at school I'm going to ignore him. And every other day of the week.
~~~~author note~~~~
Hey people. This is not my greatest work so sorry. I hope you liked it more than I did. So anyways VOTE AND COMMENT!!!!! Sorry for any mistakes!