Bugs and Lola have been together for almost two years at this point. School has ended and they are on summer vacation time. Now Bugs has been seriously thinking about his relationship with Lola. He was very happy with her. No one has ever made him feel so good. She was the light in his life. She knew that he loved her so, if only she knew how much.
Lola had also been thinking about her relationship with Bugs. He's the greatest thing that's ever happened to her. She couldn't ask for anything more. He was caring, considerate, loving, funny, witty, and very cute. She was thinking a lot about what her mother said, the idea of fate and destiny. That they were meant for each other after all this time. The idea only made her love Bugs even more, that they were soul mates.
Bugs has been meditating on this subject a lot when he was alone. But something has been eating him away. Every night for several weeks he had this dream. No… not a dream… a nightmare.
It always began the same way. He found himself on a sunny road that was lined with cherry blossom trees. There was a slight breeze that would blow the petals. They seemed to dance as they fell to decorate the ground. As he would walk down the lane he would see a figure in the distance. He could tell that it was a woman but he couldn't make out her face. As he walked closer and closer she held out her arms. She called his name in a voice he held dear. "Lola!" he cried joyfully. He ran towards her and could see her more clearly. Then the storm clouds came so suddenly. He looked up and saw the clouds swirl around him and engulf him in darkness. He turned back to face in the direction he was going but Lola was gone. Then in a haze a dimly lit tunnel replaced the road. Behind him was a faint light source but in front the tunnel continued. Then he heard Lola scream. He instinctively ran in that direction. Her screams were coming from further into the tunnel. He continued running but it felt as though his body was in slow motion. As if he was being held back, but he continued on. As he went deeper and deeper into the tunnel, it became darker and darker. He stopped running. "Lola!" he cried. Then he heard an agonizing scream that made his heart jump. He felt a horrid chilling wind against his face. Then in all the darkness he saw two figures. The small figure was on the ground and motionless. In his mind he wished that it wasn't who he thought it was but his heart told him it was. The other figure was huge. Then he saw a pair of eyes that were horrendously familiar. He heard an evil laugh that would make anyone cower before it. But he felt rage before anything else, a horrible maddening rage that came out in terrifying yell. His dream would end when he awoke screaming.
That dream would keep him up the rest of the night. He never told anyone about it, not even Lola. He felt that it meant something very bad was going to happen. But he didn't want to worry Lola by telling her his dream. So he kept it to himself.
One night that they went out for dinner at a restaurant, it was a classy place so they were dressed accordingly. Lola sensed something was wrong with Bugs. She had the feeling that he was keeping something from her.
"Bugs, is something wrong? You've been acting weird all night. Come to think of it, you've been acting weird all this week," she said in a worried tone.
"Noting," he replied quickly
"Are you keeping something from me?"
"No, not at all."
"Yes you are, I can tell. Please tell me what's bothering you."
"You wouldn't understand."
"What do you mean?" she asked in a stern tone.
"Is that I have a really bad feeling. A bad feeling about us."
"Us?" she said puzzled.
"I can't explain."
"Why can't you!" she said as her temper was rising.
"It's too poisonal."
"Personal!" she said in a mad voice. The people were starting to be nosy but kept quiet. "So it's a 'personal' problem, huh? What I'm not 'personal' enough for you?"
"No don't take it dat way!" he was interrupted by Lola who held up her hand to signal him to stop.
"You know what, call me when you decide to sort out your 'personal' priorities!" she said as she walked out of the restaurant in a humph. No one noticed that she was on the verge of tears as she left. Bugs was in shock, when he came to he chased after her. When he went outside, she was gone.
"You blew it dis time!" he said to himself as he slapped his head.
He started to walk around the streets wandering. He was debating whether he should tell her about his dream. He then found himself at his car. He realized that Lola must've gone walking home. He then got into his car and drove off.
"If I tell her," he said to himself, "she'll get worried. But if I don't tell her the truth, she'll take it the wrong way and leave me. I guess there's only one thing I can do. I'm gonna tell her."
After Bugs made his decision, he drove for Lola's house. When he arrived he gathered his courage and knocked on the door. When Lola opened the door, she looked at him harshly. Bugs saw that the expression on her face was that of anger. But her eyes told the truth. Those beautiful eyes gave her away, she indeed was crying.
"I'm very sorry, Lo. Please let me explain," he said
She examined him then stepped aside to let him in. They both sat down on her couch. Bugs began to speak and Lola listened to what he said.
"Dese past weeks, I've been having dis dream, and its really creeping me out. It starts out like a heavenly dream. I'm walking down dis beautiful sunny road. I see you in da distance calling me. I run to you but den a storm appears and you disappear. I find myself in a tunnel and I hear you scream. I run towards da scream and find two figures. One of da figures is on da ground motionless, and I tink it was you. Da other figure is a huge monster with a creepy laugh and strangely familiar eyes. I'm filled wit anger and I yell den I wake up yelling. I have a feeling that something terrible is gonna happen. I didn't want to tell you because I thought it would worry you."
Lola thought for a moment then said, "A dream like that must have a serious significance if its been occurring so frequently. I'm thinking that the beginning of the dream begins well since you say that it's beautiful at first. Since your running towards me, I guess it means that our relationship starts out great. But the storm clouds and my screams later on, it could mean that there's going to be problems or dangers that would affect me the most. You run to my rescue and find me on the ground, hmm…it could mean that the danger takes its toll on me regardless of your efforts, you can't prevent it. The monster must represent the problem. And your yell, well, is of rage."
Bugs was surprised on how Lola analyzed the dream. Then he asked, "Does dat mean dat your in danger because of me?"
"I don't think so. But I think there's more to the dream. You've never seen the end since you always wake up when you yell."
"You may be right. Next time I'll try not to wake up to see what happens. Thank you for listening to me," he said gently placing a kiss on her lips. She in return kissed him back, cuddled with him, and said, "Your welcome." They remained like that, cuddled together on the couch, until they both fell asleep.
That night, Bugs had the dream again. The dream began exactly the same way as it had before. When he yelled, he didn't wake up this time. His yell had made the monster become smaller and smaller. Bugs realized this and continued yelling. The monster then attacked him by zooming past him and cutting him like a razor. Bugs never stopped yelling despite the extreme pain. His yelling made the monster shrink until he disappeared with a puff. When it disappeared the other figure began to glow. He walked to the figure, and she stirred, it was Lola. She looked tired but was well. She saw his wounds so she placed her hands on them. A small glow came from them and when she removed them, the wounds were healed. He helped her stand and once they were both standing, a light replaced the darkness. Then the road with cherry blossoms reappeared. He looked into her eyes and she into his. He brought her up to him and began to kiss her tenderly. They were in each other's arms and a warm bright glow came from both of them. They however never stopped kissing, until Bugs woke up. He tried to remember where he was. He saw that he was still in Lola's house. He had fallen asleep on the couch. He also realized that Lola was asleep over him. Somehow after they fell asleep cuddled together, he ended up lying on the couch with his head on the armrest and Lola on top of him clinging to his neck. But that wasn't the funny part. The funny part was that his lips were kissing hers, just like in his dream. (He realized this much faster than I described it, OK?) He shook her shoulder to wake her up. When she did wake, she also realized the funny part. She quickly got off of him, blushing beet red. Bugs sat up and was just as red. They turned to face on another and let out a nervous chuckle.
Later that morning, Lola had cooked breakfast and they were both at the table.
"I had dat dream again," said Bugs after sipping his coffee.
"Was it any different this time?" she asked.
"It did continue, like you said. I found out dat da monster shrunk as I yelled, so I kept yelling. It attacked me but I kept yelling. It finally disappeared and den you revived. You were glowing like, well, like an angel. You healed my cuts with your hands. When I helped you stand up da road came back," he before taking a bite out of his pancake.
"And then what happened?" she asked.
"We kissed. Then we both started glowing. That's when I woke up and we were…well you know." The both blushed. Lola thought for a moment then said, "I guess it means that your own anger and determination defeats the problem. But it doesn't leave without hurting you as well. I end up being OK and I help you with your injuries. Once the danger is gone were happy again."
"But what's da deal wit da glowing?"
"I'm not so sure. Maybe it represents our love for each other."
"Now it all makes sense. It's telling us that there are serious problems ahead but we help each other through it."
"That is true because what relationship never had problems? None. But our love survives and becomes stronger through them."
They both nodded in agreement. They continued to eat but they kept thinking about that awkward wake up call. It gave them a fuzzy feeling in their stomachs. Maybe it was the syrup?J
J C the Wabbit: To all the readers, please tell me what your favorite part of the story is or if you have any suggestions for me! Reviews always make me feel good!