"Thank you," I told Jay; looking up at him, trying to smile.

"It's okay," he told me; kissing my forehead lightly.

. . .

I got up from the couch and went up to my bedroom; Jay following behind me. We both, then, collapsed onto my bed falling asleep. Before I knew it, I was dreaming…again.

It was the same white room I was in, in my last dream…but, this time, my mum had collapsed and Rey was with her, helping her up. I was with Jay, standing next to him, watching my mum collapse. I tried to walk to her, but I couldn't, I just couldn't seem to get to her. Was it because I was with Jay?

No, it couldn't be, could it? Would my mum really collapse because I chose Jay over Rey, I mean, what was the big deal? Why was I going to spend the rest of my life with them…forever?

I woke up in the middle of the night. I looked at Jay who looked like he was having a nightmare too. I didn't know what it was about, but it was something bad.

"She only chose you because she's concerned for her mum, not because she loves you. Get that into your head Rey!" he said, screaming out loud and probably in his dream too.

"It may be true that she may not have the same feelings for me as she used to, but, I still do and that's a good enough of a reason for me to fight for her. For now, I will stand back, but, one day, I will get her back, you'll see," he said out loud again; in a softer tone.

He then woke up; startled. He stared at me for a long moment, I think he was trying to encounter what had just happened, but couldn't quite do it.

"What happened?" he asked; still startled.

"You were just having a nightmare," I answered; trying to sound comforting.

"Was I talking in my sleep?" he asked.

"Yes,"

"How much did you hear?"

"Quite a lot,"

"What did you hear?" he asked.

"Um, well, I think you were talking to Rey, because you were saying his name and you were telling him that this "girl" only chose him because she was concerned for her mum and that she didn't truly love him. Also, that one day you were going to get her back and that you still had feelings for her," I answered.

"Oh, dammit, I'm so sorry, I was so stupid," he said; holding his head between his hands and sitting up on the bed.

"No, its okay, what's wrong? I mean, it's just a dream…right?" I said; hoping it was.

"No, its not…I don't know how to put it, but Rey…he's going to tell you something about marriages and I was thinking you would've said yes, seeing as your mother would want you to be with him, so I've been having these dreams with you and Rey about me still loving you and I just don't want to let go when you make that decision," he said; trying to hold back tears.

"What about marriages?" I asked him.

"He's going to ask you to marry him, because your mum and his parents arranged for you two to get married," he said.

Wait! My mum planned for me to get married with Rey? But…I just couldn't believe it.

"Rey's going to ask me to marry him,"

"Yeah, he is. And, I was so stupid, I knew this was going to happen, and yet, I had to fall in love with you. I really am sorry, I never meant it to happen like this," he said; finally looking up at me and looking into my eyes.

"No, it's fine. Listen, it wasn't your fault okay? Don't beat yourself up, just because "this" happened," I said.

"Tamayo…it's never going to be okay, Rey's going to propose to you in a week's time, maybe even earlier! And, now that I'm involved I can't let you go, not now, not ever,"

"Jay…" it was the only thing I could say, what else could I have said! For god's sake, I was engaged and I didn't even know.

He started to cry, I couldn't handle him crying, what was I supposed to do? I grabbed his chin and made him look up at me, I smiled.

"Jay, it's going to be fine, I promise. In the end, I always make the right choice, okay? It's going to be fine," I said; not only trying to convince him, but to convince myself too.

"That's what you say now, but, believe me, you are going to pick Rey over me. It's what's best for your mum. I mean, she might find this news a big shock, all the trouble she went through, trying to find a good person for you to get married with, and that was probably one of the reasons why she had a heart attack on the first place. Don't disappoint her,"

I couldn't say anything more that would make this less painful, so instead, I cried alongside him; on his shoulder.

. . .

It was three in the morning until we had stopped crying. We just sat there, I guess, there was nothing else to be said. I didn't know where that left us, but, at least I knew that he was okay.

"Um, are you okay now?" he asked me; trying to look up and smile, but failed.

"Yeah, I'm fine, are you alright?" I said.

"Never been better," he replied; unenthusiastically.

We sat in silence again; awkwardness creeping up. I didn't know what else to say; after everything he's already told me, what more COULD I say!

"Um, it's three in the morning, I think we should get some sleep," he suggested.

"Ugh, sure," I replied.

I layed on the bed; trying to fall asleep, but just couldn't. I didn't know if Jay felt the same way, but I knew it was going to be a matter of time before morning came, and I had to be awake at that time to confront Rey.

. . .

It was morning; I could see the light seeping through the window. I got up and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I got out Jay was up and looking out the window, I approached him slowly…trying to scare him, but he turned around before I could.

"Good morning," I said; trying to sound happy.

"Oh, hey. Good morning," he replied.

"You okay?" I asked; coming closer and rubbing his back.

"Yeah, fine," he answered.

"Look, Jay…I know how hard it may be for you, but, I do love you," I said.

"I know you do, and that's why I love you back," he said; turning around and putting his hands on mine. "Look, let's just enjoy the time we have together as much as we can, okay?" he said.

"Yeah, of course," I said; smiling.

He smiled back…YAY! His smile was back

"Um, want to go to the park before we go to the school?" I asked him, seeing as there was nothing else to do.

"Yeah, sure," he said; smiling.

"Cool, we can pick up breakfast there,"

"Yup,"

We got dressed, grabbed our bags and started walking to the park; holding hands…of course. I was getting used to the fact of holding his hand in public.

"Where do you want to get breakfast?" he asked me.

"Um, there," I said; pointing at a small café near the park.

"Okay, cool. Let's go, I'll pay,"

"No, I'll pay, you've already wasted $90 on me, so I'll pay for breakfast, okay?" I said.

"No, but a gentlemen always-"

I pressed my lips against his; this time interrupting him, haha…revenge! I broke it off, seeing his startled face. I smiled and winked at him.

"Hehe, I'll pay," I said.

"Mmmk then," he said; clearing his throat.

I ran to the café; Jay trying to keep up. I went inside the door and looked at the board at the food they were selling. I think I was going to go with the ham and cheese croissant, sounded nice and warm.

"What do you want?" I asked Jay; who was also looking up at the board.

"Um, whatever your having," he answered.

"Okay then," I said; going up to the counter. "Hello, can I please have two ham and cheese croissants," I said; smiling at the woman.

"Yup, sure. That's $5, thanks," she said.

I gave her the money and waited on the side for our ham and cheese croissants. It didn't take long before it was wrapped and finished. I grabbed it from the woman and handed one to Jay.

"Here ya go," I said; smiling up at him.

"Thanks," he replied; smiling back too.

"No problem, so, do you want to go to the park and eat this? Or do you want to eat it here?" I asked him.

"Um, well, the park seems more romantic than this place, so…the park," he said; smiling.

"Okay, cool," I replied; walking towards the park…him following me.

. . .

We sat down on one of the benches and ate our breakfast. Again, we didn't talk…but it was…nice, I guess. There was no one else in the park besides a couple of children and their parents. Besides them, it was just "us," me…and Jay.

Jay got up from his seat and started walking away…

"Where are you going?" I asked him.

"The bin," he said; holding up his rubbish while smiling.

He turned away and walked to the bin, which was on the other side of the park. It didn't take him long before he was sitting back next to me. He look worried…

"Hey, you okay?" I asked him; after swallowing my food, whole.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just…thinking," he said; looking up, smiling.

"What about?"

"The usual…you,"