Justin's POV
"How am I supposed to know how he does it?" I ask Daphne.
"Well are there any changes in your dream before he shows up?" she asks.
"We're talking about dreams Daph, most dreams are overly surreal and ludicrous by nature" I explain.
"All right professor what's the point?" she asks.
"You're asking me to pick one specific needle out of a stack of needles" I say. She's quite for a long time.
"Okay spill"
"Huh?" she says confused.
"You're a terrible liar and you've been keeping something from me. And I know you tell me" I say holding her hand. She takes a deep breath and looks me in the eye.
"Okay but you can't tell anyone"
"I'm pretty good at keeping secret" I say to her.
Daphne goes into her bathroom and comes back with a glass of water. "So you know how my mom has all this weird tribal shit all over the place"
"Yea" I say a little confused.
"Well for my entire life my mom's been telling me that I'm- that we're witches. And of course I didn't believe her. That is until I turned sixteen, then I was able to do things" she explains.
"What kind of things?"
"Watch" she says. Then she looks at the glass and puts her hand over it. When she lifts her hand the water comes out in a stream. It just floats it the air as Daphne guides it with her hand.
"Wow" I say watching her
"You're not freaked are you?" she asks apprehensively.
"No, that's really… cool. What else can you do?" I ask.
"I don't know my mom's still teaching me" she says putting the water back in the glass. "And don't tell her I told you, she'll freak out"
"Does Cassie know?" I ask.
"Probably which reminds me she's coming home. Her and Tommy" she says excited.
"Are they still together?" I say only a little surprised. Daphne's sister Cassie has been dating Tommy since they were in high school. I love Cassie, I've known her as long as I've known Dahp.
"Yup their still going strong" she says, Cassie left for school or to travel or something like that. I know how much Dahp's missed her, "maybe when she gets here she can teach me" Dahp says.
"But you just said your mom was teaching you"
"More like she's stalling me. Teaching me mediation and things like that" she says frustrated. "Anyway back to you and your dream guy"
"Do you think your magic can help with that?" I ask.
"Probably but I don't know how, I told you I need a real teacher. But if he is real we should assume he lives here right"
"I think so, you know ever since the dreams started, I kind of feel like I'm being watched" I tell her.
"Aww, I don't know if that's romantic or creepy. Anyway if he does live here then I know exactly where we can find him" she says smiling deviously.
"You're not talking about-"
"Liberty Avenue, it's where pretty much all of gay Pittsburgh lives, shops, parties, fucks" she says laughing."So there's like a 99.9 percent chance we'll find him there" she says. I know she's right honestly I've been thinking about going down there myself.
"Would you mind coming with me?" I ask.
"Of course I'm coming it was my idea. So when should we go?" she says.
"We could go this weekend, since we have Monday off for that staff thing" I say.
"I'm holding you too that" she says.
"I gotta get home, I'm going to be late again. My mom's going to be pissed, she already thinks I spend too much time with you." I say getting my stuff together.
"What does she think we're doing?" Daph asks.
"Most likely she thinks we're fucking. What else would two teenagers be doing locked in each other's rooms all the time?" I say smiling.
"Shit, do you think my mom thinks that too?" she asks
"Maybe, see you later" I say leaving.
"Where have you been?" my mom asks as soon as I walk in the house.
"Hi to you too mom" I say
"Hi honey, now answer the question" she says kissing me on the cheek.
"At Daphne's" I say
"Well go wash up and get ready for dinner" she says. Dinner was the same as usual mom and dad asked molly and I about our day. Then mom helped Molly with her homework, which I already did with Daphne. So I played a little tomb raider. After that I did what I usually do before bed. I draw, and the only thing I've been drawing lately is Brian. But there's always something missing, something about his features that I can't get right. I tear out another bad sketch and crumple it up. I lay back on my bed and look at the time, its midnight. I yawn and rub my eyes.
I put my sketch pad on the table by my bed and lay down. Then I feel someone sitting on the bed next to me. "Aww I like watching you draw, giving up so early?" Brian says. I turn and I can't help but smile.
"I fell asleep didn't I?" I say.
"Uh hmm" he mumbles with that cocky smile of his.
"Where the fuck have you been?" I demand.
"I was trying to quit you. See ever since I first saw you, I've been a bit obsessed with you" he says.
"So you have been watching me" I say.
"Yup" he says.
"Why me, I mean you can clearly have anyone you want" I say looking at his perfect body.
"Because I like you, because I…"
"Want me?" I finish for him. An intense carnal look crosses his face, but it's gone as fast as it appears. He sighs and takes my hand, he's not going to answer. He opens up to me in intervals, if something is too personal or revealing. He shuts me out.
"So if you want me and you are real. Then why don't you talk to me? Out in the real world" I ask. "
Too many reasons Justin" he says tracing patterns in my palm.
"Like wha-" he cuts me off by kissing me, our kisses always feel cold. Probably just a reminder that this isn't real. "I want you too you know, it's my choice" I say breathlessly after we kiss. He smiles at me."
It is but…" he sighs frustrated. "I have to go" he says.
"No don't go, I'll shut up" I say clutching his hand.
"Don't worry you'll see me again. Soon" he says kissing me one last time on the forehead.
