Chapter 11 - Dream

Everyone was in the gym. It was girls versus boys today. I wanted to nail Heather in the head again, but I might get kicked off the team for two 'accidental' hits. It would've been easy since I was captain of the team, but I really wanted to get my anger out on Heather.

Instead, I focused all the attention and anger on the game. Every ball that came my way, I hit right back.

The gym class felt short, my mind was only set on the ball the whole time. The game ended and I went to change up. I walked to my locker and got my things. I went outside and I saw Alyssa at her dad's car.

"You want a ride?" She asked as I came near her.

"Sure. Hi, Mr. Jenkins." I had no other way of transportation to get home, so why not?

I smiled and sat in the backseat of the old, blue mini van.

He drove me to the top of my street and I walked out. "Thanks."

I went inside the house and sat down on the couch. I took the remote control and started flipping through channels.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It was Mom and Dad holding hands. They can to the living.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Mom asked concerned.

"Nothing."

Dad knew I was lying and he knew that I didn't want to talk about it. "You don't need to tell us. Come on, love. We should clean up around the house." He led Mom out and into the kitchen.

I knew he would tell Mom what happened. That was the good part about his power. I don't have to speak as much, I let Dad do all of it.

Time and time went on. I was still slumped on the couch. I got tired of it all and went upstairs for a shower.

After a couple of minutes, I got dressed and went downstairs. As I was about to read the last step, the doorknob turned. Jacob walks in and shuts the door behind him.

"Where've you been?" I asked curiously. He should've been home a while ago.

"You really want to know?" He said taking off his jacket and putting it on the coat rack.

"Sure, that's why I'm asking." I added with arrogance.

"You're not going to be happy with my answer." He tried to lighten the mood with a smile, but it didn't work. I nodded to show I wanted him to go ahead.

"I drove Heather home."

My jaw dropped and I turned paler, paler than my already pale skin. I nodded and went back upstairs. But before I could make it up the stairs, Jacob grabbed my arm and pulls me to him. We hugged. I started to tear up and he noticed. He pulled away and wiped away my tears off my cheek.

"Don't cry. Please, don't cry."

He pulled me to the couch in the living room. He made me sit on his lap, my head on his chest. He knew me better than anyone else.

He looked down at my face. His face looked in pain as he saw mine tearing up still. He lifted his arm and put it around my shoulder. I felt safer now. I looked at his eyes, which were looking at mine. We were quiet sitting there. My rage and anger drifted away and I was calm, but not calm enough to be serene. Then I felt myself getting tired. My eyes started to close and when Jacob noticed, he started to 'shhhh' to make me fall asleep. I felt my eyes close completely.

I had another dream as I laid there. I was having a dream, a dream that questioned my future. I was in a white dress that had a beautiful, lace train and I had my hair put up. I was walking down a aisle, a church aisle. Dad guided me and people's eyes were on me. I blushed and my cheeks turned to the color of roses. Mom was crying, was it out of joy or sadness?

Alyssa, Candice, and Carol were in a blue, silk-like dress with smiles on their faces and beautiful purple flowers in their hands. I was getting closer to this figure. A guy in a black tux that was tall, he turned around and it was Jacob! He had his pearly white smile on him. Dad let go of me and kissed my cheek. Jacob took my hand and we were standing across from each other. I couldn't help but blush and smile. A man in black was giving us directions.

"I do." Jacob declared proudly.

"I do."

"I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Jacob took me and kissed me.

At a sudden burst, I woke up. I was still on Jacob, who was smiling at me. My hand was on his cheek. He must've seen my dream. It was the perfect 'fairy-tale ending'. I smiled at the thought of me having Aunt Alice's power to read the future.

"Good dream, huh?" He said with a laugh.

"You saw?" I asked still tired. He lifted me a little higher so I would be half sitting up.

"Yeah, it was." he took my hand off his cheek and into his. "Perfect."

I blushed. He asked, "Are you 'kay now?" I nodded and put my arms around his neck. Our warmth together radiated throughout the room.

We walked up to my room and laid on my bed. I was hugging him and his arm was around my shoulder again. I was looking at his face, which was looking at my mirror. I knew I wanted to talk about the dance. Could I ruin this moment for an event that was happening for only one night? I needed to get my frustration out before it could come back to haunt me.

"Okay, for today, I am really sorry." I said apologetically.

"S'kay. I know you're hurting." He sat up now next to me.

"I'll get over it. It's only one night." I sighed. "Right?" I was doubting myself.

"Course. I am with you." I smiled at that. "I love you," he added.

"Same here." Then I went to kiss him but instead he kissed me. We were laying down now. We stopped and then I hugged him again, my head on his chest.