Teen Ink
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TeenInk "I'm a firm believer in Karma." - Emma Watson in Sofia Coppola's The Bling Ring featured at Cannes Film Festival... http://t.co/AtwVoR8xyT
"Gee thanks Pretty Boy." She called before yawning and walking over to the bed. She stared down at it before nodding slightly and taking her shoes off. She climbed into the bed tentatively, she had to remember, this was some strange guy's bed. She snuggled down under the covers and closed her eyes before letting out a contented sigh.
He studied her for a moment, smirking slightly, before he stepped out and quietly shut the door. If she was going to sleep, he didn't want to end up waking her when he came back from the restaurant. What did she want again? Chinese?
His bed was comfortable, she had to give him that. SHe sighed again and pulled the covers tighter around her. He could take his time for all she cared as long as when he got back, the food was still hot.
After about half an hour, he was back, a bag full of Chinese take-out boxes in tow. Remembering his sleeping guest, he kept as quiet as he could as he set everything out on the table.
Salia heard a door close in the distance which was funny considering she's outside. She hears the faint sound of leaving crunching. She quickly turned around but saw no one, just a field. Something told her to turn around. She did ... slowly, her heart beating erratically. There stood Jasper with blood running down his face and holding a clever. She jerked awake with a gut wrenching scream that could bring even the bravest person to their knees cowering in fear. She knew she was sweating, she could felt it.
Obviously Jasper jumped when he heard the sudden scream. That wasn't Salia, was it? He rushed to the bedroom and shoved the door open - a little too hard, as it swung and hit the wall with a bang. "What happened? Are you okay? You aren't hurt or anything, are you?"
Salia flew out of the bed and over to the farther corner in the room. The door slamming scared her even more than the dream did. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rocked back and forth. She stared at him with wide eyes and full of fear.
"Hey, hey..." Jasper murmured softly, quickly walking over and kneeling in front of her, concern - and possibly fear - obvious on his face as he watched her. "Salia? What's wrong, huh? Are you alright?"
Salia flinched away. "State away from me!" she screamed and pushed him back slightly. She pulled herself closer in and tears streamed down her face.
What did he do? Jasper was so confused, and his expression made that clear. "S-Salia..?" he whispered, gently brushing her hair out of her face, even though it was rather apparent that she didn't want him near her. He didn't care.
She felt something, someone, him touch her and she flinched. His hands were cool, almost cold ... at least that's how they felt to her. She had to be dreaming, she was just so tired. She closed her eyes and after a couple minutes later she opened them. "Jasper?" She whispered softly but it was barely audible through her sobs.
"Yes?" he whispered back, cautiously moving to sit against the wall beside her, still keeping a wary eye on her. Poor girl... Nightmare, maybe? "Salia, it's just me. I'm not going to hurt you or anything, okay? I promise."
"You were trying to kill me and your head was bleeding," she whispered. More tears streamed down her face, some caught on her eyelashes.
He stared at her in confusion for a second, before he realised she must've been describing her dream. "Salia, I promise I'm not going to try and kill you. Okay? Everything's okay, I swear."
She shook heard head, the dream really scared her. She's not sure if she could trust him again....when did she trust him the first time. She turned to him slightly, eyes still full of fear...fear of being hurt...again. "promise?" She whispered.
"I promise," he murmured, nodding. He hated seeing her so scared; she looked so fragile. Nothing like the sarcastic, witty, funny girl that he had met just a while ago.
She smiled a small smile and nodded. "I could really go for some Chinese right now," she said, her voice low and hoarse.
Finally - she was smiling again. He sighed softly, giving a relieved smile as he stood up and held a hand out to her. "It might be a little cold now, but it's still waiting for us out there."
"Can't you just heat it up?" She took his hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet.
He simply nodded, still keeping an eye on her. "Come on," he said, leading her out, her hand still in his.
