Jades Pov

Finally! Out of that stupid hospital! I plan to forget about this whole damn thing. But I don't want to forget about that dream. It was so vivid. But I know I've forgotten something.

I remember a man, with biker boots, a ton chest, and brown eyes. I can't remember his face or anything. But I remember feeling something. It wasn't like a bad feeling. It was more like a pull.

I laughed. Me. Feeling a pull to some random guy in a random dream. Haha. Thats soo me. Falling for people that don't exsit. You know like Patch from the book Hush Hush. Talk about fangirl!

It was now late afternoon. The sun shinning through my bedroom window, lighting up the ceiling. I was stretched out across my bed in a star like form. Just thinking.

Thinking about everything. About when I blacked out and what the shapes I saw where. I kept thinking they where Muncy and DJ wrestling each other. But then again Muncys shape wasn't a shape a human could take. Then I thought to the dream. The words haunting me.

"You have to find out." He had said.

"And what if I don't want to?"

"Then I guess you never will."

God. The guy in my dream is a dick. He didn't know anything about girls. But then again. He some how made me think about him constantly.

Have you ever had such a weird or good dream that all you want to do is go back to sleep, to continue it or dream it all over again? That's what this is doing to me.

Knock knock.

The sound brought me out of my thoughts. "Yeah." I replied.

"Sweetie?" My mom asked from the other side of the wooden door. "May I come in?" Her voice sounded motherly and warm.

"Sure." I answered. I brought myself up into a sitting postion in the middle of my bed. Giving my mom some room to sit if she wanted.

"How you doing sweetie?" She asked in a motherly voice. My mom wasn't a trophy wife. She was skinny, sure. But she had brown hair, blue eyes, tan skin. But she liked to get down and dirty. (Get your mind out of the gutter) she worked on cars with my dad and helped out around the farm.

"Good." I said as she sat down on my bed. Her weight making the bed shift.

"Good. Good." She smiled at me. But when I looked at and caught her eye, she looked away as if she was guilty. Which isn't good.

"Mom." I said. My tone warning her not to lie to me and just come out with it. Taking my tone to heart. She sighed.

And then she spoke.

"Sweetie." Her voice was soft. But she didn't meet my eyes. Her hands where what held her attention. "We have to sale our house in Grain Valley." I opened my mouth to yell at her. But she beat me to it. "We will be living here. And if you want we can build onto your room, or move you to that attick part. Even though it's bad up there I want you to be down-"

"Mom!" I stopped her rambling. "Why? When? How long are we going to stay here?" My mind was in a jumble. What the hell! Why are we losing the house!?

"Your father and I can't afford your hospital bill. But it's not your fault. Me and your father have wanted to move out here soon anyway. So why not now? And we will be living here until me and your father die. I'm sorry." She met my eyes this time. But it was my turn to look away.

I couldn't handle being in the room. I couldn't stand my mother, or her hand that was rubbing my back. I couldn't stand her!

So I stood up off the bed. And said the worst thing you can ever say to a mother.

"I hate you!" I glared daggers at her. Then ran out my bed room door, and straight into the woods. Leaving my phone, shoes, and fourwheeler. I was pissed.

Sorry about the late update. I thought I already posted this. Oops. Well, I'll update everyday this week for yall. Also I just made a very competitive marching band! Out of 500 kids only 130 where picked and I was one of them. Soo... yeah. Anyway hope you enjoyed.