Chapter twenty-seven
Dream a Little Dream
After three restless hours of tossing and turning, while trying a different position at let seven-hundred times, I finally feel a sleep.
A bright light suddenly switched with a loud clank. Once my eyes adjusted I could see I was standing on a stage, as I looked closer at it, I realized it was the actually stage Jasper and I were to be preforming on that very night. I looked up from my inspection when a cough sounded in front of me, there was a whole room of people staring at me, wait, for what, I don't know. Suddenly there was movement I notice from my left peripheral I turned my head in that direction. It was Jasper, and he was already in his costume.
"What are we doing here, and why are you in your costume already? We have a few hours before we should be there." I said curiously.
Jasper looked at me with an amused smirk and a slight shake of his head as if he was indulging a unruly child, while taken my hand gently in his. Before I knew what was happening Jasper had stepped back and spun me around. When he caught me in his embrace, he slowly leaned in and whispered in my ear, "look down at yourself." And pushed me about four steps back so I could get a good look. I was somehow in full costume, and they were bringing out all the props and back drop for the scene. "Jas-Jasper what's going on" I asked in disbelieve as I scanned the stage around me.
"It's time for our performance, there have been some things changed, all you have to do is follow my lead." He said as he helped me in Juliet's death bed in the family tomb (wait, this wasn't the scene we rehearsed).
"Okay Jasper, I trust you completely…with my life.
"Thank you, my love." He said before the house lights went down, it was time to start our scene.
Will I set up my everlasting rest,
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last.
Arms, take your last embrace. And, lips, O you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death.
Jasper leans over and places a soft sweet lingering kiss on my lips, then pulls away while taking a vial out of his shirt pocket.
Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide.
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy seasick, weary bark.
Here's to my love! (drinks the poison) O true apothecary,
Jasper unscrews the cap, but right before he drinks he plunges a dagger I didn't notice in his hand before it was embedded in my chest, then swallows the liquid in the vial.
As I tried to grab the handle with both of mine, I gasped, "Why"
"Because I had to, I love you too much to continue having to go through the horrors he is going to put you through." He said, managing to weakly point to the right.
He then leans in gives me on last kiss, then finished his line
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die
And closes his pretty blue eyes for the last time. At this point I feel like I am drawing and it is hard for me to get enough air. I manage to meekly whisper "Jasper" one last time as blood starts filling my mouth as I try desperately to cough it all up and out. I tilt my head to the right to get a look at the person in his own way Jasper was trying to protect me from. All I could make out through my blurry, dimming vision was a man with blond hair with a sadistic grin waving a knife as if to say hi.
I woke up to screaming not comprehending for second, but the realizing I was the one who was doing it. When I started becoming lucid enough, I noticed Jasper was holding me tight and Dad was standing by the bedroom door, gun in hand.
"Shush babe it's okay." Jasper cooed, while running his hands through my hair as he held me in the other while rocking back and forth, trying to sooth me.
Once dad realized what happen he asked Jasper if he needed any help or did he want to be the one to take care of me. Jasper said he would take care of me and make sure I was ok. He also asked if need be, if he could sleep next to me, on over the blanket of course.
"Do what you feel would help her, but I will be checking in occasionally." He said with a nod of his head.
"Understood sir, I will do what I can." Jasper replied. While dad and Jasper were talking I was slowly calming down.
"I am sorry guys, I didn't mean to scare you, I so, so sorry…" I started saying over and over again.
"No, its fine darling we love you and we want to make sure you are ok. You are under so much stress." Jasper said while holding me tightly to him and dad silently walked away. "What can I do to help you feel better? Do you want to tell me what you were dreaming, it sounded very upsetting.
"It was horrible," I started saying as Jasper and I became better situated on my bed, me under the covers and him over mine and had another blanket to cover him up so he wasn't cold himself.
"We were doing our performance, but it was changed to the death scene, and you stabbed me before you drank the poison. Before you died you said you did it to stop all the torture I had been put throw, and have continued to go through. Then you pointed to a man on the side of the stage but the only thing I could managed to notice before everything went blurry was blond hair and a knife." I said as tears started falling down my face. Jasper saw this and started wiping them away before leaning in and kissed me. We talked about everything that happened in the dream and what it could mean. When I became too tired to talk anymore Jasper held me to him while I slept, thankfully dreamlessly.