Sweet Dreaming: Book 4

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Twenty Eight

When I woke up, the world felt somewhat easier. After last night things felt clearer in my mind, Jake said that he loves me. The word love means a lot to me and I didn’t want to say something that I didn’t feel yet. I like Jake a lot, he has made my life become a show of neon lights and flash memories but I knew I was completely falling for him.

I wanted to be honest with myself, honest with him. The last thing I wanted to do was lie to him, especially this soon into our blooming relationship. I was excited to see him today, although I was concerned with how he was going to be feeling this morning. Hopefully his hangover or comedown wouldn’t be too bad.

During the day I didn’t see him at all which made me think he must have been sleeping heavily, I wanted to go and disturb him but I knew better. Maybe he wanted to be alone.

So to stall time, I spent crafting some wood in the afternoon and taking my wandering mind off certain matters. Listening to music from the 80s, sanding down and varnishing a finished plant pot that I made. A glowing sensation burns through my chest knowing that I had created something so perfect by myself.

Slipping into the kitchen to grab myself some water, gasping for a drink considering it was boiling outside. My eyes catch Jake as he stomps down the stairs, not once looking my way. “Hey,” I call out to him, loud enough so that he could hear.

But as he reaches the bottom step he turns and walks towards the front door. My eyebrows furrow at his strange behaviour, was he really ignoring me? “Jake,” I call out for him again but he opens the door and slams it behind him.

My eyes blink back in shock. “What the fuck?” I curse to myself as I shake my head in disbelief, was he really doing this right now?

For a few moments I stand still, staring back at the door trying to gather in my head what just happened. Dumping my glass of water down onto the side and leaning down onto my palms, swishing my lips over my teeth. My brain deep in thought.

He could possibly be upset with what happened with Roxi, I mean anyone would be. That’s a terrifying thought knowing that you were seconds away from being assaulted and you had no idea. Maybe he regrets what he said to me, or maybe he doesn’t remember at all. He might have no recollection of our conversation and still thinks that I don’t want us to talk.

My brain begins to pulsate at the forefront of my mind, I hated over thinking things. I just wanted to know what was going on in that brain of his, desperate to take a step in and understand him.

Jake wasn’t out for long, Caleb made Evan and I dinner and we had a little family night. I offered to wash up because I wanted to help out, Caleb sounded grateful which made me feel warm inside. They were both in the living room picking a movie for us to watch together tonight.

As my hand scrub at the pan’s in the sink, the front door cracks open behind me. Jake’s face like thunder, frustrated wasn’t even the word. He looked mad, I wanted to know at who.

Dumping the pan into the water and wiping my hands onto my jeans, whipping my head around to him. “Jake,” I call out again but he refuses to look at me. “What the hell is going on?”

Jake’s foot takes the first step upstairs, my hands now finding my hips like I was about to tell him off for being home late. He lowers his gaze and races up the stairs.

“Jake!” I shout but before I know it he’s disappeared, his bedroom door shutting loudly. “That motherfucker.” I grumble under my breath as I drown my hands back into the water and begin scrubbing at the pan aggressively.

Slipping back into the living room and watching some thriller movie that Caleb picked, I couldn’t concentrate. All I could focus on was going into Jake’s room and demand what the fuck was up with him?

Last night he told me that he didn’t want to stop seeing me, yet here he is ignoring me like I don’t exist.

I had no clue what was going on in the movie, my mind wandering off every five minutes. Worried about what was going on inside of Jake’s head.

“What did you think?” Caleb asks me as he grabs the TV remote.

Stirring from my thoughts, not even realising that the credits had begun to roll. “Hmm?” I say in response. “Yeah, was good.” I lie.

“Not my kind of movie,” Evan yawns as he stretches out. Caleb grabs his hand and smiles towards him.

“I’m gonna go to bed now,” I declare as I stand from the couch.

“Okay, good night my love.” Evan smiles up to me.

“Night Myla,” Caleb says gently.

“Night guys,” I nod once before exiting the living room swiftly and carrying myself upstairs.

Once inside my room I get changed into my pyjamas and end up staring at myself in the mirror for a while, waiting for Caleb and Evan to go to bed. Making the decision of going into Jake’s room to confront him.

Not even realising that it was currently eleven o’clock, he might be asleep but I wanted to see him and end whatever this was. I hear as Caleb shuts their bedroom door, the whole house turning silent.

Climbing out of bed and tip-toeing down the hall, Jake’s door was firmly shut. I quietly crack the door handle and peek my head in, the room completely warmed in darkness.

I could just about see the outline of his body underneath the covers and facing the wall, away from me. Trying to avoid the random objects that scatter the floor, my eyesight failing me in the darkness.

Grabbing the side of the bed cover and slipping underneath his thick duvet and laying behind him. My hand raising slowly to stroke his bare arm, Jake sighs and alerting me that he was awake. For a few moments I don’t say anything, I just enjoy being this close to him. Feeling his warmth and scent, like fresh laundry.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking,” I whisper. “But if it’s about last night, if it’s about the fact that you can’t remember what happened or if you can remember. There isn’t anything to be embarrassed about, we sorted things out.”

Jake doesn’t reply but shuffles under the covers, my hand remains on his arm and I move closer to him. Resting my forehead on his toned back, my fingers dancing along his skin in attempt to comfort him.

“And if it’s about what I said about Roxi, we can go back and kick her ass if you want. I know it might be a bit hard to grasp what happened when you were completely out of it but you shouldn’t be ashamed of that either.”

I’m met with further silence which made me think it could only be one thing.

“Is it because I didn’t say it back?”

The words felt like poison leaving my lips but I know it needed to be addressed. He sighs and grumbles something, making me believe that this was the case.

“I didn’t say it because I want to say it when I’m one hundred percent sure that’s how I feel,” I say quietly. “I really like you Jake, there is no denying that. I feel like I’m really falling for you every day I spend time with you. Things are going our way, you know how honest I am and I wouldn’t want to lie to you Jake.”

My head leans up slightly and I watch as his eyelashes bash against his pillow, I knew he could hear me but maybe he just didn’t know what to say.

“I’ve never been in love before,” I admit. “I’m not entirely sure what it would feel like but I’ve been told that when you know, you know. But if I like you this much already Jake, it’s only a matter of time. I just wish you would speak to me rather than push me away.”

“I run away from my problems, okay?” His deep voice says in defence, catching me by surprise. “That’s what I do.”

“But this isn’t a problem Jake, all we needed to do was talk to each other. I admit, I didn’t do that the other day and I’m sorry that I turned my back on us so easily but I’m here telling you that I want to be with you and I want to try.” My voice dips slightly as my lips rest on the back of his shoulder blade. “Especially after everything that was said last night.”

Jake shuffles before turning around to face me, our noses almost touching. Managing to see his eyes watch me through the darkness, making my catch my breath at the intensity of our current stance. “I just felt like an idiot,” he mumbles quietly before closing his eyes.

My lips fall slightly as I reach up to cup the side of his cheek, my little finger brushing against the skin on his neck. “There is no reason for you to feel like that,” I breathe out. “I just didn’t want to say something that I wasn’t sure of, I’d hate to lie to you about something like that. I am an honest person, I can’t help that.”

“I know,” he nods as he opens his eyes to look at me.

“Wouldn’t you want me to be honest in our relationship?”

His eyebrow quirks at the word relationship, shocking him clearly. Neither of us say anything for a few moments, letting that sentence settle in for a few moments.

“Relationship?” He repeats

“I mean if you want to be my boyfriend?” I say confidently, my eyes flicking between his, feeling the tension in the air.

Jake cracks a smile and loops his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. “I thought I already was.” He comments before pressing his lips to mine, his warm skin made me feel at home.

I smile into the kiss before pulling away slightly. “Well I wasn’t sure considering you blanked me all day, I had no clue what page we were on or if you suddenly started hating me.”

Jake nods slowly at my words. “That was a crappy thing for me to do, I didn’t mean to come across as a total asshole. I’m really trying with you Myla, I just find it really hard facing my own emotions when I’ve felt like a blank canvas for the whole of my life.”

“I get that,” I say. “But hiding isn’t going to help us. I know we’re an extremely dysfunctional pair and we are trying to figure this out together, considering neither of us have been in a relationship before. It will take a little while to get used to but I care about you and I want to listen when you express how you feel.”

I shuffle closer to him and bury my head into his neck. “Maybe it’s a good thing that I’m a confrontational person then, otherwise we wouldn’t get anywhere.” I mumble into his chest as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me into him.

Jake lets out a soothing laugh. “I guess opposites attract, huh?”

“Totally,” I nod as I relax into the pillow, melting into his touch.

My head moves back slightly to look up at him. “Can we make a pact to sit down and talk about what’s going on between us so we don’t end up with days like today or when I came back the other day?”

Jake nods and presses his lips to my forehead, my eyes shutting feeling content. “Yes, as much as it might kill me to actually speak rather than hide. Then yes, I’ll do it for you.”

“Good,” I breathe out as I settle back into his chest again. “I’m glad.”

“Are you gonna leave?” He exhales, tightening his grip on me.

My head shakes. “I’m not going anywhere.”

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