HAPPY SUMMER! I'm totally done with school! Thank God! Yeah, so now chapters will be much more frequent because of summer vacation! YAY!

Actually, before the chapter, I am going to give you guys a quick update.

Okay, so I am currently working on three projects. One of them is this one, but I am also working on two other projects. One of them I will post soon, the other I will not disclose until this story is done. As a little teaser, I will let you guys know that they are both about CaptainSparklez. Only about CaptainSparklez... Well, you'll have to see(no, I am not writing a sex story about AntVenom and CaptainSparklez! Those stories are really terrible, and I hate them!) But anyways, keep a look out for new stories, and I will inform you guys about them when they are disclosed.

But for now:

ENJOY THE CHIAPTER!

(for all of you people who want to know the reference, I am referencing Chuggaaconroy's Paper Mario Let's Plays. You mad, bro?)

I froze when I saw him. I guess Jordan noticed, because he put his arms around me.

"I won't let him touch you. Not in any way, shape, or form." He whispered. I nodded. I felt lightheaded and sick. It made me even scared when I realized that I had to be in a car with him. Oh no. My mom saw him too, and ran into his arms. My sister saw him too. She walked towards him and hugged him. My dad saw me, and he smiled. The color drained from my face. Jordan's grip tightened on me. I looked up at him, and saw that his face was white and his lips were pressed into a tight line. His eyes were burning with a fire that I have never seen before. My dad hugged my sister, kissed my mom, and walked towards me. His arms were open, as if he was expecting me to hug him.

Jordan wasn't having that.

He glared at my father, his jaw set tight. My dad looked at him curiously, but Jordan looked back at him furiously.

My protecter.

Yeah, I know it sounds cheesy, but it's true.

"Kristine Nelson." My dad said, smiling at me. His voice was deep, and it wasn't as I remembered. Has he cut down on drugs? Anyway, he moved closer to me. He was about to hug me when Jordan intervened.

"Get away from her." He growled menacingly. My dad stopped, and looked at Jordan.

"Who are you?" He asked, his tone a forced calm.

"Someone who will keep you from ever touching her again." Jordan said, his tone icy. My dad frowned.

"I am allowed to touch my daughter at will. You get away from her." He said. He made to touch me, but Jordan pulled me away. My dad looked frustrated, but seemed to give up. He walked towards my mom again, and kissed her on the cheek.

"It's wonderful seeing you again, Mary. I have done some renovations on the house, and I hope you will like them." My dad said.

"Oh Blake, you know I'll love them. We should go." She said. We got in his car, and I was freaking out. Jordan was still next to me, his hand in mine. We started driving, and I felt more and more trapped. I felt as if I was suffocating. When we got to my old house, it was a major relief to be back in the open. It felt different being back in Virginia. I felt different. We entered my house, and it definitely had a different atmosphere. Before I left, it was my place of comfort.

Now it felt as if I was being haunted.

It was a scary feeling, and I glanced at Jordan. He squeezed my hand.

"Oh I love it!" My mom squealed.

This was going to be a long trip.

We ate dinner at seven that night. I was absently poking at my salmon when it happened.

"So who are you?" My dad asked Jordan. Jordan looked at him coolly.

"I'm Jordan." He said. His eyes were hard.

"And what are you doing here?" He asked bluntly. "Why are you here, Jordan. Most of all, why are you here with my daughter?"

I could see Jordan's eyes light with rage.

"I am here for Kris. I am here to protect her from you." He said, his eyes on fire.

"Are you from Special Services?" My dad asked.

"No. I am here for Kris. I am here to protect the one I love." He repeated. My dad stared at him, his face angry.

"Now listen here. You stay away from her if you know what's good for you." He said, his voice threatening. Jordan's eyes flashed.

"I will not 'stay away from her.'" Jordan said coldly. "I love her, and I will make sure you don't touch her. Ever."

My dad looked at me, and I just stared down at my lap. I hated him. I hated him so much.

"Fine then." My dad said after what seemed like forever. "Be that way."

We ate the rest of our dinner in silence.

That night, my mom said that I would sleep in my room and Jordan would sleep in the guest bedroom. She was pretty stern about it, and I guess that it was best not to cross her. So I got into bed that night, and I tried to fall asleep. It was storming outside, and the lightning would flash every minute or so. Thunder boomed like bass drums, and I tried to block it out. My sister's snores added to the mix, and I couldn't fall asleep. I glanced at my clock, and it read 12:30. I was so tired and worn out. I just wanted to sleep, but apparently, fate hated me...

I awoke an hour later, shivering. I had a nightmare, and it was actually really freakish. I glanced at my clock again, and it read 1:30. I laid there for about fifteen more minutes, and then just gave up entirely. Getting out of bed, I started walking. It was cold in my house, and I felt like something was watching me. My house wasn't old, but it had the haunted feeling. I was still really tired, and my head hurt. I walked to where Jordan was sleeping, and found him on his bed. His eyes were closed. Being as quiet as possible, I walked over to the bed. Jordan looked so peaceful, so beautiful, when he slept. Still being quiet, I got into his bed. I closed my eyes...

"Can't sleep, Kris?"

My eyes flew open. Jordan was staring at me, a grin on his lips.

"No, I couldn't. Well... I could... then I couldn't. If that makes any sense." I said slowly.

"When does anything you say ever make sense?" Jordan asked, pulling me close to him.

"You're a jerk." I said.

"But what happened? You just couldn't sleep?" He asked, looking at me.

"I slept for about an hour, but I had a nightmare." I said in a small voice. It was silent for a second, and then Jordan asked quietly:

"Do you want to talk about it?" I sighed.

"Not right now. I'm really tired. I'll tell you in the morning if I can remember."

Jordan nodded, and hugged me tight. My eyes drifted shut, and I heard Jordan whisper before I was gone:

"I love you forever, Kris. You're mine, and no one will ever hurt you. Ever."

I awoke early the next day. Well, earlier than usual. I opened my eyes, and saw Jordan peering at me though narrowed eyes.

"Hey." I said, my voice hoarse. I cleared it.

"You were talking again." He said.

Not again!

"What was I saying?" I asked, trying to keep my calm.

"You said you loved me." Jordan said.

"Well, it's true."

"It's still nice to hear."

"I love you, Jordan."

He smirked. "Nice to know."

I rolled my eyes and got up. I headed back to my room, got dressed, then headed to the kitchen. Jordan was there already, his phone in one hand and a glass of orange juice in the other. He saw me, and smiled. I smiled back, but then the doorbell rang. I opened the front door, and two people were standing in the doorway. One was a girl who looked no older than eighteen. She had wavy brown hair and green eyes, and there was a boy there too. He looked only about sixteen years old, with blonde hair and blue eyes.

Connor and Amaryllis.

END OF CHIAPTER! Yeah, I know, I'm a nerd, but who cares? But yeah, chapters will be coming out more frequently. Please review, because it makes me happy, and I hope you have an amazing day.