Chapter Seventy-Three: Jessica's P.O.V.
I bolted awake as the plane landed in Boston. I reached up to my face and wiped the tears away. The dream I had just had had seemed so real. And I wished it had been real. I looked in the seat next to me and saw John asleep. Poor guy, he had flown from Boston to Florida and back to Boston in the course of twenty-four hours. All because of me.
"John, we're home," I told him, shaking his shoulder slightly.
"Okay, just a minute," he mumbled, not opening his eyes.
"No, John, you need to get up now," I said, smiling to myself.
He opened his eyes and looked at me "Fine, but as soon as we get home, I'm going to bed."
"You do that."
"Have you been crying?" he said, rubbing his eyes, making sure he had seen right.
"Yeah, I must've done it in my sleep. I was having this really…powerful dream."
"About Dave?"
I nodded slowly before standing up.
"Actually, before I go to bed, you and I are going to talk about all of this."
"No, we don't have to, really."
"You can't keep it all inside, J. That's what causes breakdowns. We're talking whether you like it or not," he told me and grabbed his luggage from the overhead compartment.
About a half an hour later, we walked into John's house and set our luggage on the floor of the living room.
"Do you want something to drink?" he asked me, walking into the kitchen.
"Yeah, some orange juice please," I replied and curled up in one of the big "marshmallow" chairs as I liked to call them. A moment later, John brought me my glass of orange juice and sat down on the sofa across from me.
"Can you remember your dream?"
"Sort of. I ended up calling Dave on the phone and apologizing my heart out to him. And he forgave me. I told him I loved him and as he was telling me the same thing, the phone went dead."
"Why are you with Adam? You clearly still love Dave. All you're doing is putting yourself through hell, not to mention leading Adam on."
"I don't know why I'm with Adam. It seemed like the right thing to do, John. He had been there so much for me so when he asked me to be his girlfriend I couldn't just say no."
"But you don't love him?"
"I love him like I love you. As a best friend, even a brother. I just don't know how to tell him that," I said, tears beginning to flow.
"First of all, J, next Tuesday when you fly out to the RAW house show, you need to find Dave and you need to talk to him and figure out how he feels about you. Then if he feels the same way and you want to get back with him, you need to confront Adam. Yes, it's going to hurt him but you need to start thinking about what is best for you."
"But what if Adam doesn't even want to be around me anymore when I tell him that?"
"Jessica," he said, startling me. He had never called me by my full name. "Stop worrying about everyone else! If he doesn't want to be around you, then he's been lying to you every single time that he says that he loves you!"
I got up from the chair and sat down next to John on the sofa. "I guess you're right. And I will try and talk to Dave next week, I promise."
"That's my girl," he smiled and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "You know, I hate to see you in this predicament. It's tearing you apart and I hate the people that are doing it to you, but I know that one of these guys is really the one that you belong with. But it's up to you to make sure that you choose the right one."