The morning started out slow for the three people who lived in apartment. Geoff and Trent left for work (Geoff was a waiter at a club while Trent worked at a music shop) while Gwen stayed at home, still on her vacation. She was lonely. Tired. And slowly but surely, growing depressed.
She never really loved anyone except for the three people that she lived with. Growing up, she never had what she thought of as a real family. Her father left when she only two. Her mother spent long hours at work everyday, and when she came home she never made 'Home Sweet Home' realistic. The other only family Gwen had was her younger brother, Derek, who she almost practically raised.
But Geoff, Trent, and Brige? They were like her new family. They were always there for her, caring for her and making her feel loved when she was ignored. Just like she was always there for them.
Even though it was nearly a week since her best friend died, it still felt like just yesterday when she was running down to the beach with her. It only felt like moments when the machine that measured heart beats went off in the long subtle beep. New tears flowed from her face.
It would have been nice to just have one more memory with you, she thought of Bridgette.
But wait. Did she?
The dream. What had Bridgette said that caught Gwen's interest?
"Dreams always mean something!"
But they couldn't! More than once Gwen had a dream where she won money or became famous. Dreams can't mean anything!
Right...?
...
"Hey babe! Geoff and I have a surprise for you!" Trent came home excited. Gwen was taking a nap on the couch when he came home. She was slowly waking up when Trent sat at Gwen's feet.
"What is it?" she yawned.
"Your gonna have to see yourself!" Geoff walked through the doorway with a kinda large brown cardboard box. On it was a large red bow.
"What is it!" Gwen asked yet again, but this time she was more excited. She sat up and a small smile formed on her lips.
"Maybe if you open it, you'll find out!" Geoff walked over to Gwen with the box. He handed it to her with a large smile on his face. She grabbed the box and open the lid.
Inside, a small ball of yellow fur lay inside. Gwen's eyes grew bigger as she picked it up.
"You got me a kitten!?" Gwen was shocked. She wasn't the kitten type. Bridgette was. Gwen was more of a dog lover. But she would never tell. They had already bought the small soft kitten home. They couldn't take it away now!
"Whatcha think?" Trent asked. He sat right next to her.
"I love her!" Gwen leaned her head on Trent's shoulder with the rowdy kitten still in her arms. Geoff smiled slightly, but not as wide as he normally wore.
He wishes Bridgette could lay her head on his shoulder. I have Trent, but no one has Geoff. Oh god, I've been so selfish! Gwen though. She rubbed her hands over the kittens soft fur. It stopped squirming and started to purr.
"What's her name?" Geoff asked Gwen.
"I don't know. Let me think about this one tonight," Gwen said. She looked at her kittens face.
Blue eyes.
How come everything I do relates to Bridge! Gwen thought.
"Alright. But if you want some good names, don't hesitate to ask," Trent kissed Gwen on her cheek and got up. He put on his coat and shoes.
"Where are you guys going?" Gwen asked, noticing Geoff doing the same thing.
"We just have some last minute funeral arrangements. We'll be back late tonight," Trent said.
"Oh... Bye," Gwen murmured to the guys as they left.
After the guys had left for about ten minutes, she started to wonder about some things. She placed the kitten on the couch cushion next to her.
"How come they didn't want my help with the arrangements? I was her best friend! I should have been able to help with something!" Gwen said, her tone a little angry. The kitten cocked her head and blinked her sapphire eyes. Even though the kitten was almost fully the shade of yellow that most blonds are, the top and belly of the cat was a lighter color. Gwen rubbed the cat's head and kissed her softly on the head.
"For a cat, your pretty cute," she joked. The kitten just rubbed her head against Gwen's knee and waited for a rub.
"Time to go find a dress, I guess," Gwen said and picked up the kitten into her room. She softly placed it on her bed.
Gwen looked into her closet. A black dress wasn't that unusual in her closet. She grabbed the one that she and Bridgette bought together on their last trip to clothing store.
"Your never gonna wear that!" Bridgette teased. Oh, the irony.
The kitten started to lick it's paw while Gwen was looking for her hair curler. She let her hair grow out a little bit since that stupid TV show she spent all summer at. Curling her hair was one of the favorite things she could do.
Gwen cursed under her breath. "I must have left it in her room!" she said to herself and opened the door to the hallway. Bridgette's room was almost directly across from her. She heard a the soft thud of the kitten jump down to the floor to follow Gwen. Gwen looked through the small vanity Bridgette had, the last time she used her iron it was in Bridge's room.
"Aha! Found it!" Gwen grabbed the iron and looked around the floor for her new companion. "Kitten?" Gwen asked when the cat was no where to be found. She looked up to find the cat kneading on the bed of the dead surfer girl.
"Oh, angel," she picked up the kitty and hugged it to her chest. She felt small tears flow from her face, not knowing that they were shocking the kitten when they hit her. "She would have loved you," Gwen kissed the top of the kitty's head one more time.
...
"Ready for bed?" Gwen asked the kitten, still not knowing what to name her. It was about nine o'clock, the guys still haven't come home yet.
"Where are you gonna sleep...?" Gwen asked herself. She didn't make the kitten a bed yet, and she didn't want it to sleep alone.
As almost an answer, the kitten jumped up onto Gwen's bed. She laid her fragile body on one of the two pillows Gwen always had on her bed.
"Eh, why not?" Gwen changed into her pajama's and laid down next to the cat.
"Sweet dreams, angel," Gwen softly kissed her kitten's head one more time before she went to sleep.
...
"Kitten?" Gwen worried. When she had awoken, the small bundle of fur that was next to her was gone. She was looking in everyones room.
Trent's was the same. Even the same snoring from him.
Geoff's was empty. Completely empty except for his bed and dresser. It seemed like maybe someone had moved all of his stuff to another place. She brushed off her curiosity and continued her search for the kitty.
Bridgette's room held a surprise.
"Hey Gwen!" Bridgette slightly chuckled, she was playing with the tiny cat.
"Deja Vu!" Gwen cried. She ran over and gave Bridgette a hug.
"I'm not going to ask."
"Good. I don't know what's real anymore! But let's not talk about that. Were's Geoff?" Gwen asked. She almost soon regretted what she asked when she saw the face of her best friend slowly tear.
"The car wreck sound familiar?" was all she answered before she started to bust out into tears. Gwen came rushing over to comfort her. Gwen started to think of the previous events. No car wreck.
"But, at least he got me one last gift before he left. Isn't that right, Sea Water?" she hugged the kitten. Gwen almost felt a little heartbroken. The kitten she had quickly fallen in love with wasn't even hers. It must have been a dream.
"Sea Water?" Gwen asked.
"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about! The kitten!" she grabbed the cat and nearly shoved it into Gwen's face. "But we just call her Sea. Sea Bee when you want to get creative!" Bridgette joked.
"Oh, it's almost time. I got to get ready," Bridgette shed a small tear.
"For what?" Gwen asked.
"Gwen, your honestly scaring me! The funeral!" more tears flew from her face.
This is when Gwen woke up in a small pool of tears.
For the second time, Bridgette had entered her dreams.
OMG, I hate my computer o.O I haven't been able to type for the past 2 or 3 days since it's been acting up! And that only put me farther behind schedual! But hopefully, we'll have a snow day tommorow, and I can work on my stories then.
For this story so far, I think I made Gwen cry too much. But I figure if your best friend died, you'd be upset too. And the kitten? Well, I wanted something to make Gwen a little less depressed all the time. And I think animals and pets can help you not be so depressed.
And I know, Bridgette has green eyes, not blue eyes, but I wanted the kitten to almost be Bridge in cat form xD.
And now, I have to type up both chapters for WUaS and TLR. Hopefully, TAatGM will be updated tommorow xP