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Dreaming of You

realizations

I woke on my bed to my phone ringing. Darn it I was so close to him; his lips were about to collide with mine. I was about to kiss Alex and that thought played on my mind for a moment before I answered my cellphone.

"Hello" I said, my voice groggy.
"Hey love what's the plan" Kylie asked, she was drunk.
"what time is it?" I asked, my eyes scanning my pitch-black room.
"It’s like-it’s like two" She said in a high-pitched voice.
"I'm coming to pick you up, where are you? I asked, I was slightly annoyed that she ruined my dream for a drunken call but I’d rather this than having heard she got into an accident.
"I'm fine, I'm fine I’m at Dahlias" she said, I heard music playing loudly in the background.
"I'll be there in fifteen, stay there" I said sternly. I sat up in bed, went over into my living room, slid on my shoes and grabbed my keys before heading out and into my driveway. I got in my car and started on my way to Dahlias.
As I drove I started to think back on my dream. I know it's crazy, but I think that I am actually with the real man. I mean he kept asking if I was real, my subconscious mind knows I am real so why would I continue to question myself in the form of Alex? Maybe, by some crazy coincidence he was alive in my dreams.
I pulled into Dahlias and parked in the front of the place. I pulled out my cell, dialed Kylies number and waited.
"Hello" She said, the music playing loudly in the background.
"I'm outside" I said.
"Oh, I'm on my way out" She said. I heard some shuffling and a little digression. Then she hung up. I stared at the door and watched my friend come running, well stumbling, towards my car. She got into the passenger seat and looked at me.
Kylie had on a short black skirt, low cut tank and some high heels. She looked horrible, she looked plastered. Her eyes were sunk in, her mouth had crud in the corners where her lips met, she had a drink stain on her shirt, and she had her make up everywhere.
"Ky why'd you do this?" I asked, pulling out of the place.
"He's out" She mumbled.
"What?" I asked, not fully understanding.
"I was hanging out with Mr. New York at Dahlias and I got a call from my mamma, Joe’s out of jail" She said, putting her head back on the seat.
"I'm sorry sweetheart" I said, knowing fully well why she was so upset, if positions were switched I would have gotten wasted too. well, if I drank.
"I just want to sleep, can I crash at your pad?" She asked, her eyes closing.
"Yeah, I want to go back to sleep as well, I was having such as sweet dream and-" I began, Kylie sat up abruptly and interrupted me
"If you’re going to tell me some sappy story about dreaming about Alex I don't want to hear it" She exclaimed rudely.
"I was just saying" I said, she rolled her eyes.
"you know what serenity? He's not real! well he is a real guy but the guy your dreaming of is famous! he sings to millions of people every day, sleeps with dozens a night, and probably has almost a hundred kids around the world. He is NOT going to waste his time with some straight edge, twenty-two-year-old girl. He wants a skinny, beautiful, slutty model. Fuck love anyway! Love is just something people made up, so our minds can subconsciously feel like they aren't so alone! Love sucks! the ones you love just hurt you anyway!” Kylie screamed, I could tell she was just drunk and rambling, but that didn’t make her words any less hurtful or untrue. Kylie looked away from me quickly and stared out the window.

The rest of the ride was silent, Kylie lost in thought and me as well. I'm sure she is thinking about her homicidal ex as I was thinking about my dream dates with Alex. Kylie is right, he is just a man in my dream. A figure of my imagination and I needed to understand that it’s not really him. Even in some magical way it was possible to enter someone dreams I’m sure he would pick Megan Fox's or Kate Upton dreams before mine.

When we got to my house I went straight in, put my keys on a table, went to my room, and cried for a long time before passing out on my bed with the understanding that I am just nobody to anybody and I needed to accept it. I can't believe that it thought it was actually him for a moment, how stupid can I be? This is why I will be alone forever.

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