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It took us two days of driving to get to Jeff's house, which is HUGE fucking mansion.

Make sure to remember that part, and to put it simple … I still don't understand why my brother

would pick him as his best friend … They was nothing a like and I mean NOTHING.

The house was decked out in leather and black at that.

My guest room was like my dream room though, that was the weird too.

I mean it was like he could read my mind or he was a vampire and could read my thoughts like

Edward Cullin, man was he over rated! Anyway …

My room had black puffy leather walls, zebra silk sheets on my king sized bed , with huge balcony doors curtained by sick zebra and a huge balcony that over looked the whole property.

If you think bout it it really did remind you of something out of the Queen of The Damned or something.

The more I thought about it, honestly the more I got creped out. I had always had a dream …

Not a psychical dream but like when I was sleeping.

x- DREAM -x

"Momma, why are we in the basement?"

A young Tara asked a odd looking women. A pale lanky women with long raven hair falling a braid to her knees.

The women shh'd the young Tara and grabbed her against her chest.

"Momma … I love you."

The odd women nodded and began to weep, as the door was ripped from its in hinges

and the odd women was tore from the young Tara.

"MOMMA!"

was what the young Tara tried to say before a cloths was placed her mouth and she blacked out.

x-END DREAM-x

I shivered remembering the dream that had haunted me since I was young.

It just felt so real and it terrified me because of this.

Almost like I was subconsciously trying to tell myself or make myself remember something.

It made me shack and my blood boil, I just couldn't understand it.

"Tara! You got your dream room!"

I turned to Chris and smiled, nodding I smirked thinking about her sleeping arrangements.

Her and my brother had surly hit off, considering they was sharing a room. I couldn't help but think about what our mother used to tell me. It made me laugh just thinking about how she told me that brother left because he was looking for his kept. I didn't understand then what she went, but looking now I think I knew, his kept was what we say in America soul mate. Now don't get me wrong I was guessing that it was about of another language.

"Tara, oh my god! I wish we had your room … our is so plain. Well not really plain just it suits your brother taste more than mine, but you know me I like bright colors! OH MY GOD! Look at this bed!"

I laughed at Chris's hyper rambling but froze in the middle and blankly looked at the door way.

I felt a draw, almost like I had felt when I woke up all them times from the nightmare.

Before I knew what I was doing, I was pushing past John and walking down the dark halls of this unknown house. Turning left I paused and looked at a dark colored door. I didn't know what it was but I knew I had to go in.

Upon walking in, I flinch at a light breeze. It was a bedroom.

A very dark bedroom, very vintage and classy but dark. It felt kind of homily though. There was many abstract painting here and there and just by the fill of the sheet on the bed you could tell they was black egyptian cotton, and the purple mesh hanging from the top boards set the romantic feel to the maximum. It made me wonder who's room it was and why my body had involuntarily took me here. Looking at the dark night stand littered in pill bottles, I felt a sudden fear go threw me. Was I in a drug dealers home? Or a pill heads? Why would my brother be friends with someone like that? Was my own brother on them?

"Calm down … I can feel your fear from out here."

I jumped and looked round before noticing Jeff right across from me on his once neat bed.

At least I was guessing it was his, who's else could it be? When he was under the blankets, leaned against the head broad. Looking at the pill bottles once more I mentality counted four and went back to looking at Jeff.

He looked completely relaxed, almost like he didn't have a care in this world. That didn't mean he was doing any of them though … He acted that way when I first laid eyes on him. Or maybe he was just acting …

"Are you just going to stand and look?"

I nodded and began my thought possess once again.

There was a chance he had token them, and I couldn't help the temptation as I went to picked up two bottles. Reading the bottles I felt a shock go threw me … Oxycodone and Vicodine. Looking once more at Jeff I felt my eyes to tear up, no wonder he didn't talk much … and no wonder he looked so calm and drowsy.

Flash backs flew threw my mind and I sat down out of breath on the edge of his bed.

"Are you ok?"

I nodded and looked at him again, I had to figure out why I had such a need to be around this man …

But just how the hell did find that out? Was it my past with drugs or just mother nature trying to tell me something?

Looking at him closer, I noticed he had fallen asleep … How did a famous wrestler wind up in the pill scene? I couldn't wrap it around my head, it was just a little to out there. Think about it, he has a fabulous mansion, plenty of money, his work is what I'd hoped he loved and he was friends with my brother. It just made no sense, If that was my life the only thing I would ask for is … Love.

It dawned on me, Jeff as far as I had read had never shown any love interest. But love turned him to this?

I felt a pang in my heart as memories flooded back once more and I broke out in a sweet.

"Lay down … You will feel better."

My eyes shot open as a warm arm pulled me down onto my back.

Looking beside me I sighed, Jeff was so calm … All most like he was in no pain emotional at all.

But from what I had figured he was …

x-x

Bringing my black nails across what I had thought for the moment was a pillow, I smiled when I heard a groan though soon I realized pillows don't groan. Opening my silver eyes, I mentally screamed at the sight of a very … sexy Jeff half asleep right next to me. When I say right next to me … I mean RIGHT next to ME!

"Jeff ..."

He opened his pale green eyes and gave me a blank stare.

"Yes Love?"

I raised an eyebrow at this but shrugged it off, because the more you thought about it the more its safe to say that he was the person that John had got the form of speech at and John meant nothing by it so...

I shivered remembering what had happened last night and It started to really scare me.

I still couldn't figure out what had pulled me to this room and of all people Jeff.

Looking at Jeff once more, I sighed and got out of bed.

"YOU TWO LOVE BIRDS NEED TO WAKE THE HELL UP! WE HAVE BREAKFEST!"

The hell with that I had to change first, no wait! I had to shower. There was no way around it, but remembering my room I sighed, there was no bathroom in there and I really didn't want to go wondering around this huge place for hours just to find a bloody bathroom. Who would?

"You can shower in mine … Clean up your mess after."

Looking at him, I nodded and began to wonder again. I thought to much I knew this, hell I had known it since my long time dream. I wasn't sure if It meant anything but I have to rule it out right now as just my over thinking, who knows maybe I think while I dream. Jumping at a poke to my side, I turned to realize Jeff was trying to wake me out of my thoughts and hand me a towel along with cloths … that wasn't mine.

"They was some girls, take them."

Thinking for a second, I finally nodded and walking to the bathroom.

I was right, Jeff was loaded … Who could possibly afford for every inch of a bathroom to be a dark marble? The shower, walls, floor, sink even around the stinking mirror was a dark marble and by the fact that there was a window in the shower … I started to think this place was a a lot older than it looked.

Shacking off a odd feeling, I climbed into the shower.

x-x

Walking down the stairs, I laughed at the look on Chris's face.

"Tara, those look awesome on you! When did you go shopping?"

I shock my head at her and giggled as I couldn't stop the thoughts coming in my head. Why did he have female cloths in his room? Was it a past lovers? Why did he tell me to wear them? Sitting down on the couch, I forced to thoughts down as I watch mtv. I felt odd in these cloths, like it wasn't meant for me, maybe it was because I had never wore such expensive brand names. It didn't really matter though, as soon as I had sat down in between Jeff and John the feeling left me completely and I sighed a happy sigh.

"Are you going to eat Tara?"

Shacking my head at Chris, I smiled at her mother face as she pushed the plate that was supposed to be mine in front of me. Chris always thought I didn't eat enough and that I was way to skinny.

"Tara Grace Cena … You need to eat."

I flinched at my full name and smirked.

"No, I have told you time and time before Chris no matter how much I eat … I can't gain any weight."

John burst out laughing when Chris jumped onto the table and was trying to spoon feed me.

I felt like throwing up, ok maybe I lied … I can gain weight I just hate to eat. It always smelled repulsive to me and just turned my stomach upside down. I flinched in discomfort as the spoon touched my lips and felt the vomit coming up my throat. In a blink of an eye, I felt a hand being put over my mouth and closed my eyes in semi relief. I heard Chris's panting from screaming hidden by worry as I went double holding my stomach. I looked at the owner of the hand that flinched when I opened my mouth and let out a breath with thanks. I just hadn't expected its owner to be Jeff.

"Oh my god … Tara are you ok? I'M SO SORRY!"

I looked at Chris and gave her a fake glare and giggled the best I could.

As soon as Jeff felt that I was ok, he left my mouth go but kept his arm on the back of my chair.

"Eh, She's fine love. She's been that way with food since she was a baby. Thats why shes only 97 pounds, you should have been there when she was baby, I was the only one she would eat for and then she threw up a lot."

I liked that weight I was, I wasn't as tall as Chris so at my weight I felt perfect. I didn't need anymore weight on me, like Chris need it where she was close to six foot, me being the short five'one and although in Chris's eyes I was anorexic, in others and my eyes I was completely fine … I have curves and you can't see my spin or rips. I know Chris just worried about me though, in our three year friendship she had not seen me eat once so, yeah.

"You sure you're ok sis?"

I nodded and stood up, the sudden curiosity that hit it me was over whelming. I wanted to do something … Something that in Jeff's home town was normal. By looking out my balcony last night I could tell this was nothing like Summer Set. Dirt Roads … Yeah no. There was no dirt roads in Summer Set they was all paved, and there was almost no mountains. Here in the south of Raleigh, North Carolina though, it almost seemed normal.

"Jeffie, Lets go Mudding! Its been raining I'm sure there is much everywhere! Please!"

I looked at Chris like she had grown another head, I mean com on … Jeffie? Oh my dear god.

John laughed and I gave a little smile, I didn't know what was going on with me, it was almost like I was jealous she had a nickname for him already but I didn't understand why I would be. Oh yeah, there some where voodoo crap going on... I was then dragged by my arm upstairs and I looked at Chris in shock.

"Get ready, didn't you hear? We are going mudding!"

I giggled at Chris and picked out a pair of short shorts and a simple tank. Nothing special, from the name of mudding I had a feeling that was one thing you didn't want to do.

x—x

"When I say hold on, hold on tight!"

I nodded as Jeff rode the black and silver ATV up a hill and yelled just for me to hear him.

I wanted to ride with John but no , Chris would not have it. No, you could say they was an item now. It had been almost a year since the last time I was with someone and honestly it wasn't great. I was ok with being alone but there is times I crave what my brother and best friend had at the moment so bad I could taste it.

At the moment, I could honestly say it was a moment that I could taste it and it scared me.