I shot up with a shout. My hands were clenched tight against my chest. My whole body was drenched in sweat.
'Just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream. Just a dream' I kept repeating to myself.
Logically I know it couldn't be anything else, but our minds really are pathetic in that way. I couldn't shake the feeling that it'd been real.
The cold white eyes, staring into mine, the hand grasping my hair, the horror I had felt. It all felt real.
Suddenly my door burst open. There stood mom and dad.
"Sweety, are you alright? We heard you shout" mom asked, sounding worried.
"Just a nightmare" I replied, still breathing heavily, my heart feeling as if it would explode.
"About...?" dad asked.
It took a few moments before I was able to reply.
"Don't worry, it wasn't about them. I guess my encounter with Batman freaked me out more than I initially thought" I assured dad.
He didn't look too assured though, and neither did mom. Me still basically hyperventilating probably contributed.
I didn't say anything else, and after the silence became awkward, mom was the first to realize that I wasn't going to elaborate.
"Do you want us to stay, or do you wish to be alone?" she asked.
"I'm fine, mom. Just go back to sleep" I replied.
Dad looked like he was about to protest, but mom put a hand over his mouth.
Mom nodded and gave me a kiss on the forehead, before dragging dad out of the room and closing the door behind them.
So now I was alone again.
I looked at my clock. It was barely two in the morning. I considered the pros and cons of going back to sleep.
Pros:
-I needed sleep
-I had nothing else to do
-My bed was comfortable
-My eyes were already closing on their own
-Maybe I could actually have a nice dream
Cons:
-I would feel tired tomorrow either way
-my nightmare could come back
-I could wake mom and dad again
-I would probably wake up super late in the morning (like 2 pm late)
Reviewing my mental list I noticed that the pros did seem to outweigh the cons.
Back to sleep it is then.
~~~
I was laying on the grass outside. It seemed to be summer, as all the trees around me, and the grass under me was a fresh green.
Someone was laying next to me. That 'someone' was Wally.
"Beautiful" Wally breathed out, staring up into the sky.
"What is?" I asked, confused.
"You" Wally replied with a smirk.
I swatted him on the arm.
"I'm the one who's supposed to be flirting"
"Then give it a shot" Wally teased.
"I just might"
And with that, I jumped on Wally, pinning his hands above his head.
Wally let out a surprised yelp and his face turned bright red.
"Balance restored" I smirked.
Wally huffed and tried to pout, but burst out laughing instead.
"So..are you gonna let me go?" Wally eventually asked.
"Noup!" I replied, popping the p.
Wally accepted his fate but was incredibly whiny about it.
"Will a kiss help you endure your suffering?" I offered teasingly.
"Why yes! It seems you have the cure for my misery" Wally exclaimed dramatically.
I leaned down and pecked Wally on the cheek.
Wally let out a whine in disappointment.
"Oh shush" I mumbled, before connecting our lips.
~~~
Suddenly I was staring up at my ceiling. The green landscape was gone, as was Wally.
A dream.
It was quite obvious, really. Wally actually liking me back was never going to happen. And even if it did, it could never work. I knew I wouldn't change for Wally, and Wally most likely would'nt change for me. We were on completely opposite sides. Not to mention what Batman and the rest of the league had to say.
And don't give me that Romeo and Juliet forbidden love shit! They both fucking died!
Still, the dream had been amazing. I wouldn't mind dreaming it again.
I suddenly felt super uncomfortable. I realized with a sigh that I would have to take a cold shower.
Honestly, fuck puberty!