White Tent

Book by: Cherie Arlavine

Summary

It all started in a White Tent. That was when Will Harris proposed. But Brie had her life planned. Harvard, a nice man to settle down with, then kids and a dog.
She liked knowing what was going to come of life. And when Will proposed, it was the first time he'd ever spoken to her.
Will is going off to collage, and he wants a smart, ceative, trophy wife to take along. And Will is used to getting what he wants.
But Brie is a fighter, and Will just isn't in her life plan.

Chapter8 (v.1) - The Dream

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Submitted: August 07, 2010

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Brie sat up, drenched in sweat and convulsing, to her embarrassment. She sat up and rubbed her hands over her face. "Oh my God." she whispered aloud. "I just had a sex dream about Will Harris."

She shook her head, not believing herself. Yes, things had gotten a little close between her and Will, but she had put a stop to it. She shouldn’t be dreaming of him like that! She looked at her alarm clock and saw she didn’t have to be up for school for another two hours, if she was even going.

She lay back down and sighed. She remembered his green eyes looking down so intensely into her own before he... She couldn’t even think the words.

She had told him it was over, told him he wasn’t a man, then she’d went and had a sex dream about him. What the hell was her problem?

"Will Harris and popular and really hot." she muttered aloud. "Ugh, I sound like the girls I make fun of."

She rolled over onto her side and whimpered. It was too late. She wasn’t going back to him. She said it was over and she meant it. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep, but saw will Harris above her, felt his touch against her skin.

She sat up and got out of bed. After a few minutes of pacing, she decided she needed a cold shower.*****

It was the first time she’d stayed home from school all year. She couldn’t go after being humiliated or after her dream. She’d told her Mom everything aside from the embarrassing dream and she’d understood.

To make herself useful Brie helped her mother pack. "Why are you and Dad splitting up?" she asked. "I know you two haven’t been getting along, but you usually work things out. Did he cheat on you?"

Her mother sighed. "No Brie. He didn’t cheat on me. I cheated on him."

Brie couldn’t stop the gasp and stared at her mother with wide eyes. "But Mom...why?" she whispered.

He mother sighed and sat down next to her on the bed. "Because I fell in love with someone else."

"Who?" Brie asked, just not seeing it.

"His name is Darrin Ryans. He knew about your father and he gave me a choice. Him or your Dad. I chose your father in the beginning. I tried to make things work between us, but we always just ended up fighting.

And I knew the entire time that I really loved Darrin. And I just can’t be with your Dad anymore. He didn’t do anything wrong, Brie. Your father is the good guy. I have to go with my heart, honey."

Brie sighed. "I get it. You have to be with someone you love. It makes sense. And as long as we’re sharing, I have to tell you the other reason I didn’t want to go to school today. As you know, Will and I got into a fight last night, and you know what I told him. Aside from that and the humiliation, I had a dream about him last night." She looked down at her hands. "A sex dream."

"Oh." her mother whispered. "I suppose that would make you want to stay home." she smiled at her daughter. "It’s perfectly natural for a girl your age-"

"That’s not the point, Mom. I know that it’s...natural or whatever. It’s that I told him that he wasn’t a man then I had that dream about him. How am I supposed to face him after that?"

"I’m sorry, Brie." her mother whispered.

"Why are you sorry? You’re not the one who was a jack...jerk."

She smiled at her daughter. "I’m sorry because I have no advise other than follow your heart. I never had complications with relationships until just recently. And that’s what I did. Maybe you should try to talk to Will without insulting him." she suggested.

Brie laughed. "You might as well ask for the moon."

Her mother smiled and opened her mouth to speak. But there was a knock on the door downstairs. Brie frowned. "Who’s here at ten in the morning?" she asked.

"I have no idea." she replied.

A moment later Brie’s father appeared in the door. "Rose, someone is here to see us. Brie, you stay in here, this is a matter between your mother and I."


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White Tent

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Summary

It all started in a White Tent. That was when Will Harris proposed. But Brie had her life planned. Harvard, a nice man to settle down with, then kids and a dog.
She liked knowing what was going to come of life. And when Will proposed, it was the first time he'd ever spoken to her.
Will is going off to collage, and he wants a smart, ceative, trophy wife to take along. And Will is used to getting what he wants.
But Brie is a fighter, and Will just isn't in her life plan.
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