Owned by 4

Chapter 33

Ryder's POV

"No, no"

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room.

It took a while but eventually I realized that I was in Dori's room. Memories of last night flashed through my mind and I remembered how I had gotten there.

"Please stop. Please" I heard her mumble. I looked down at her beside me. I arms were cradling her small frame as her head rested on my chest.

But she wasn't laying still. She was twisting and turning and mumbling some incoherent words. She was having a bad dream.

"Dori?" I called her name softly. I moved a lock on her brown hair out of her face with my finger. Her beauty was truly fascinating.

"No!" She pushed me. "Leave me alone! Stop it!" She cried.

She began screaming and thrashing now.

What was she dreaming about?

"Dori calm down!" I shouted, trying to hold her down. "Everything's gonna be ok. It's just a dream. You're ok. It's just a dream"

By the time I was done talking, she had quieted down and layed still on her back. She was still sleeping, but sleeping soundly.

"That's it. Just sleep. Everything is going to be fine" I said softly to soothe her as I rubbed her back.

After about five minutes, she had completely stilled, which was a good sign, she was ok now.

But i couldn't help but wonder.

What the hell was she dreaming about?
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Dorian's POV

I opened my eyes slowly and was immediately greeted with Ray's of bright sunlight.

My head was pounding and memories of my dream started coming back to me.

Another nightmare about my father.

When were they going to stop?

I rubbed the sleep away from my eyes and came out of the bed. I headed to the bathroom and brushed my teeth then took a shower. When I came out, I searched my closet for a suit of clothes.

I found a pair of washed out jeans and a white tank top. I decided to wear those along with my converse.

I wanted to head over to the hospital to look for Kruz. I took up my phone to call Ryder and saw the time.

5:36pm!!

How the hell did I sleep through the whole day?!

I opened my room door and was about to dash down the stairs, but something stopped me.

That smell... Is that... pancakes? And bacon?

Who the hell is cooking?

James and Caroline had said that they wouldn't be back for another week. So who was cooking in my kitchen?

I walked down the stairs slowly and carefully. I didn't think it was my father who was down there. If he was in my house, he surley wouldn't be cooking... And come to think about it, I wouldn't even be alive.

I reached the bottom of the stairs and walked cautiously to the kitchen.

Maybe it's a homeless person who just wants something to eat?

I entered the kitchen and Immediately as I saw who it was, I mentally face palmed myself for my aforementioned idiotic thoughts.

It was Ryder.