Suddenly a room, that was vaguely familiar, appeared. It was a smaller room with tall, cream walls and brown carpeting. The the right wall had floor to ceiling windows that had been blocked with thick curtains. The back wall had to large book cases on opposite ends of the room, in the middle held a fireplace with a portrait of Paul as a young boy. The middle of the room held a short glass coffee table and a set of two, thick, green love seats.
I started to make out a figure, a woman, that was sitting on one of the couches already, as I walked forward.
And then suddenly I realized I was in Paul's parent's sitting room. "Linda?"
"Oh, Kaiden!" She said enthusiastically. "So glad you could join me. Please, sit." Her voice was thick with fake politeness. "Would you like some tea?" She asked, picking up the small tea pot that rested on the coffee table. I nodded my head and she poured me a cup.
"Thank you." I said picking up the small tea cup.
She nodded in response. "Do you know why you're here?" I shook my head, too nervous to reply. "You ruined my Paul's life. You destroyed it." She said making sure to enunciate every word. "I told you to get rid of it or to leave, you didn't listen to me." She looked down at me angrily.
I started sobbing, thinking of my Poolie.
"Kaiden? Kaiden baby, wake up!" Paul begged, shaking my lightly.
I opened my eyes, crying. Paul wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly as I cried on his shoulder.
My crying slowly stopped. "Are you ok Kaiden?" I didn't respond, I didn't know how to tell him how worried I was that his mom had been right; that my dream might come true. "Kaidy, come on, talk to me." Paul pleaded, trying to look me in the eyes.
"I'm fine." I said quietly. "Just go back to your game."
"Kaiden, it's four in the morning; I came in here hours ago."
"Oh." I said, picking at a string on the blanket.
"Kaiden, what was wrong?" He asked, gently turning my face towards him.
"Nothing Paul." I whispered.
"You're lying to me." He responded, flatly. "You were tossing and turning, crying. I had to wake you up, and when I did you sat and cried for at least a half hour. Tell me the truth Kai."
"It's nothing Paul, just a dream. I don't remember it anyways." I lied
"Kai…" Paul started, not believing me.
"Please Paul, let's just get back to sleep." I said as he wrapped his arm around me, defeated.
"Fine, I love you." He said kissing the top of my head. It felt odd to me.