After that dream, I was very conscious of what he was doing, and where he was at all times. I hoped he meant what he said when I woke up, but I was still on the lookout for anything I didn't like.

"Bridget?"

"Ah! Oh, you scared me."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just going to ask you, would you like to talk about the dream you had? Maybe I can help you get past it."

"Um… no. I don't think you are the right person to talk to about it. Maybe someone else."

"Look, I know that it was about me. I just really want to help you. Please let me try to help at least." When he tried to come over to me, I pulled back. "Ok, I'll just stand back here. Now, how did it start?"

"Um… well, you came to get me for dinner, and well, you seemed different. I stayed behind for dinner and you had it sent to me. You came with it, and you sent Chocol away. You told me that you asked the oompas to stay away from my room so they wouldn't interrupt…" I stopped.

"Wouldn't interrupt? What do… oh. Oh my, I don't know what to say!"

"You picked me up and set me on my bed because I wouldn't go myself. You lay down next to me…" I felt sick to my stomach and began to feel nauseous. I held my stomach.

"Are you ok?"

"No, I think I'm gonna be sick."

He came over and stood next to me. "Here, lie down."

"No! Get away!" I felt rather light-headed now.

He took a step back. "Ok, um, I think you should really just lie down and relax; you look very pale."

"I feel faint…" I closed my eyes and put my hand on my forehead. "Maybe I should lie down."

"Yes. Since I make you relatively uncomfortable, I will leave you alone for a while. If you need anything, ask one of the oompa loompas." I could sense just the tiniest bit of irritation and anger in his voice, and I felt bad.

I sat alone in my room for 2 hours before Chocol came in. "are you feeling well Miss Wonka? I heard about your misfortune. I am very sorry that you had a horrible dream like that. But you have to understand; he would never do that to you."

"Yes I know. It's just that when he comes too close now, it scares me. All I can think about are the last few seconds of my dream… and then I have to get away from him. Its not that I don't want him by me, it's just that I'm so scared."

"I know miss, I know. Can I get you anything?"

"Maybe something to eat, Mr. Wonka didn't offer me anything."

"Yes miss, right away."

He left and I grabbed a pen and paper. I started to write things down for my wedding like:

Flowers:

Food:

Guests:

Dress:

Accessories:

When Chocol returned, I shut the door behind him. "Do you have anything that you need to do in the next hour or so?"

"Well, Mr. Wonka asked…"

"Too bad, take the rest of the day off. I need your help with this."