My mother sighed, "Isabelle were you spying on us?" she said and rose from her seat. I stopped in my place and panicked. I looked up at my mother and father now standing before me.
"Isabelle answer your mother!" my father said now with his arms crossed. I sighed and nodded slowly.
"But I KNEW!" I said in protest as my mother's face grew crossed.
"And how was that?" my mother asked me with a harsh tone in her voice.
I was going to tell them the truth, the gods honest truth, about all the day dreams I had been having, and how Steve had been having them too, and everything, simply everything, but then I realized how they were planning on shunning their best friends, would it make a difference in me? I stopped and thought of what I would say.
"Well assumptions, he looks nothing like Brad." I said almost half true. My father nodded.
"She has a point Betty" he said and nodded a bit.
"Shush Ralph" My mom said in protest. I chuckled a bit.
"But how did you find out the truth?" my mother asked me with the only patience she had left.
"I did my best, I asked Mr.Majors" I said with truth in me. She nodded.
"He told you the truth?" my dad said with confusion.
"Yeah the guy who Janet slept with at the castle I think is the father" I said feeling very proud of myself.
My mother and father stood dumbstruck.
"Don't tell Steven, he'll be heartbroken" my mother said following me upstairs to bed. I nodded even though I had every intention to tell him. I don't know I felt obligated.
In my dream that night I felt like something was finally revealed about reality, this place had to be real after I dreamt this.
The Queen sat on her throne, looking as royal, and in my point of veiw gorgeous as ever. I looked around beings I felt like a lost soul, or shadow over the place, seeing everything that was happening.
"You and your sister will spend the next 2 weeks in prison, and then held under security and heavy watch, I would have you sent for live, or even exicuted for what you tried to do to my son. But we need you for servants and your parents were good servants who would be put to shame if they saw this day, I pity you both enough to keep you alive, for the time being that is" she said to 2 people standing in front of me. One was a skinny tall blonde man, who was bald at the top of his scalp but had long blonde shoulder length hair to his roots. He nodded and looked at the women standing next to him. Who was I could tell was short if she wasn't wearing those gorgeous boots placed upon her feet. She had frizzy red-ish aurburn hair, her eyes were gorgeous, heavy eyelashes on top and bottom, she looked like all the other gorgeous folks around the planet with her eyes, except she was giving glares over at the man. She had crimson red lips, and pail skin. I found her to beautiful and envied her. "Yes your magesty, my sister Magenta and I are very sorry and will do as you and Frank say" he said and bowed. I couldn't help but find these people amazing. They were now escorted by two dark pale figures behind bared doors to apprently a prison. I looked back up at the throne and saw a handsom figure walking to the seat next to the Queen. He was too young to be a king, so it mut have been the prince, her son.
"Thank you mother" he said and a deep British accent appeared in his voice leaving goosebumps all over my arms. I examined his facial features. He was pure and flawless. He had pale skin, deep, dark, heavy, eyelashes, hazel eyes that peirced into my soul and dark lips that were smothered with heavy dark lip gloss, on his eyes dark eye shadow, his cheeks a light red rouge. I smiled, he made me want to blush even though he couldn't see me. His hair was black and curly, simply gorgeous. "I can't believe that tried to kill you the heir to the throne" the queen said. That must have been why they were getting arrested. I looked at him and noticed he looked so fermiliar but, I couldn't but my finger on it. "Ahh Frank N Furter, if only you had someone to take over your throne once you are ready to leave it..I mean, I don't have much time left, I'm ill, as you can see, however, you are the only one who knows, thank goodness you didn't die or I would have been a lost soul and Transexxual wouldn't have a leader." she said and brushed his hair out of his face with her palm. The man smirked thinking only god knew what in his head.
I awoke.
The next day was going very slow. Mom and dad had work, I sat alone in my house. I wanted to tell Steve, call him, invite him over, and blurt it all out, but maybe my mother and father were right, maybe he would be heartbroken, and it could ruins the Majors family, I didn't want to do that, I didn't want to be the villian. I looked at the phone several times trying to think of what I should do. Finally I thought I would let him down easy, he had every right to know, and this could help.