Dream 2 - Part 1

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My 2nd dream about Breckon:')

Submitted: November 05, 2011

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Submitted: November 05, 2011



“Adam, will you slow the hell down!” I screamed above the holler of the worn, rustic engine.

“I’ll slow down when you shut the hell up.” He threw back at me. I was really starting to lose my patience, he was being idiotic.
“Are you seriously trying to kill us?” I shrieked as he turned sharply around a hasty corner. Okay, so I realised that I’d pissed him off. However, there was no excuse for this.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” I muttered throwing my body back against the car seat. In that brief second that he glanced at me, I saw everything happen so quickly. The moment his eyes left the road a car pulled out so sudden I didn’t even have the time to scream. Adam’s black ford thrashed into the back corner of the red car in front, and I slammed forwards, causing agony to submerge my body. A few minutes went by before I found the strength to collect some of my scattered thoughts together; before I finally came around to the real world. The crowds that gathered around the car appeared to be 10 times louder than they actually were, as the noise rattled around my throbbing head. I looked to the right to see Adam, his eyes closed; his face blood stained. I cried out and instantly regretted it from the stabbing pain that filled my chest and crawled into my gut. The passenger door opened, and I looked up to see Breckon looking back at me. As soon as I saw his beautiful face, I knew this wasn’t real, I knew this was just my dream world. Fighting through the pain, I threw myself into his arms. He pulled me tight towards him, cradling my body, kissing my forehead. He whispered everything was going to be okay, and I couldn’t stop myself from crying. It all felt so real, and the worst thing is, I wanted it to be real. I wanted my best friend to be sat in the car unconscious, I wanted to feel the pain of the crash; I wanted to lie in Breckon’s arms for eternity. Call me selfish, but nothing was more overpowering than the love I felt for him. He ran his fingers through my hair, and I inhaled the familiar smell of him. It felt so long ago since the last time I saw him, I thought that was goodbye.

“You’re okay now.” He said, wiping the tears from my eyes. I spluttered from the cold, and attempted to talk.
“W – w – what about A- a – dam?” I asked.
“It’s just a dream; remember it’s just a dream.” He kissed my lips, so gentle I barely felt it, but the warmth filled my body and calmed my desperation for him. His skin against my skin sent fuzzy tingles down my spine, a feeling I could never grow bored of. Even though my whole body felt tender, I hadn’t felt this good in so long, I hadn’t felt this belonging.

“I don’t want to leave.” I mumbled into his chest, the sound of my voice muffled by the fabric of his t-shirt.

“You don’t have to just yet.” The ‘yet’ pierced my stomach, the reality of it was yes, I’d have to wake up, but I didn’t want too. Nevertheless, I was going to clutch to this moment for as long as possible, so rather than focusing on the negatives, I was going to remember that I’d been given another chance to see my true love; my soul mate.

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