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*Jayon's POV*

I woke up in a sweat, searching around my bed for Dj's hand. She looked at me pitifully while I looked at the clock behind her. "4:30," I said quietly, trying to calm myself down. My heart was racing, and I found myself trembling.

"It's okay Jayon, I'm here," She told me. Her voice soothed me instantly. "Another nightmare, huh?"

"Yeah. Just more visions of my grandma," I say.

She looked at me again, placing her hand on the top of my chest. Sometimes talking wasn't what I needed. I needed physical gratification from her, and if I moved away how would I get that?

I began to close my eyes slowly, picturing happy thoughts of my Grandmother. There wasn't a single day that went by that I didn't think about her. Her smile, the way her hair stood up, everything that made her her.

"I want you to know that I love you. I always will," Dj says randomly. "No matter how far you go, I'll always love you."

"Please," I tell her. "Not now,"

"Then when Jayon?"

"Not now Dj. We can talk about this shit later,"

"So you admit that you are thinking about moving?" She asks.

"A little. A part of me knows its what my grandma would want me to do."

"Of course it is. Your grandma believed you were capable of so many things, she knew and still knows how many opportunities would come your way if you just left Vegas. You know she wanted nothing but the best for you, she proved it when she left all that money for you."

I stay silent, taking in every word. It warmed my heart knowing how much I was loved by this girl. She didn't want me to leave, I know she didn't, but she also didn't want me to stay either. It was all in my court now, and before I made any drastic decisions I needed to weigh out the pros and cons. I still felt like Dj held a huge weight on my life at this point, no matter how much I wished she didn't. I didn't wanna hurt her in any way but I did need to do what was best for me. She wasn't a selfish person, so she understood, it was just the simple fact of me not being able to see her when I needed too, or hold her when I felt like I needed too. Life wouldn't be the same without Dj, and I knew that we were still young, so maybe the feelings I had for her were built off lust, but I knew I didn't want any one else, and I knew I wouldn't wanna be with anyone else. Like my grandmother said to me a while ago, if you loved something you would let it go, and if it came back then it was always meant to be. If I came back, or if she ended up where I ended up in the next 5 years, it would be meant to be.

*Dj's POV*

A couple hours after the conversation between me and Jayon had passed, I woke up again. The clock read 7:03, and Jayon had still been asleep. I don't know why I stayed up with him so late knowing I would have to wake up for school, but I knew he needed to talk to me. He needed me whenever he had his nightmares, and him having them were a recurring thing. He started having them a couple days after he had the funeral for his grandmother, so at this point I was use to him grabbing my hand at random times of the night.

It worried me that he would continue to have these nightmares as he grew, and maybe they would get worse. He never wanted me to tell his mother, but I think if she was deciding to move the family elsewhere, she should have been informed.

It didn't take me long to get ready. I had to leave around 7:45, since my school started at 8. His started at 9. I grabbed my backpack from Jayon's dresser and glanced at him as I made my way out the door.

"Hey Dj," Jasmine said, following me down the stairs. She went to the school Jayon went too, so I only seen her when we were both home. Her mom took her while I rode the bus.
"Have a good day Jazzy," I smiled at her, watching her and her mother leave out the front door. Even though her school started at 9, their mother and her went for a jog every morning. It was a routine for them.

She waved, closing the door behind them.

It was rare getting a hello or even a goodbye from their mother. Sometimes I felt like she hated me but other times she treated me fine. I understood the back and forth though, she felt like I had more control over her son than she did, and that angered her. Still though, sometimes she acted as if she didn't care about him at all.

I walked for awhile before I reached the bus stop. I glanced down the streets before I pulled my phone out. I got restless so easily, it was the beginning of my junior year and I already felt like dropping out. I guess because it still felt like we were on summer break.

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*Jayon's POV*
My alarm went off around 8:30 but I didn't wake up. After it went off again at about 8:45 I had too. I wasn't gonna go to school today because I didn't feel like I needed too. It was a A day for me and I barely had classes on A days. I kept thinking about Dj and how for the past couple of months she had been pushing me out of the bed to go to school. I guess for the last couple of days though, she stopped, but it was good that she stopped because I knew how to get up on my own now. She couldn't baby me for ever.

But man, did I want her too. She was like a mother I never had, in a non-related sort of way. It sounded weird I know, but maybe I just had some mommy issues I never paid attention too until I met her. She treated me delicately most of the time, cared for my time and emotions, and gave me the realest hugs. She even started doing my laundry since she had been here, but maybe I shouldn't have put her in a mother category, she was like a wife.

A wife...

A wife I couldn't believe I was thinking about leaving.

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