Two chapters in one day? Yes! This one should be less lame but it's all about Jazmine's dream. Idk I like it but I know what comes next and the story gets better as it goes along. So read and review s'il vous plait (that's please for those of you who don't know french)!

Disclaimer: I don't own Boondocks!

As Jamzine slept peacefully in her bed, she started to dream. She was back outside again on the hilltop with Huey. It was beautiful outside. The sun was out and there were a few big, puffy clouds floating in the sky. Birds were chirping in the distance and butterflies were flying all around them. 'This is it,' Jazmine thought, 'he's finally gonna say I love you.'

"Yes Huey?" she asked trying to hide her smile. He just looked at her. "Huey...?" He only looked, eyes bloodshot red. "What did you have to tell me?" she asked as she grew more concerned. He only looked, that's all he could do. It's as if she was talking to his body and there was no soul, just his body. "Huey answer me!" she yelled. She wasn't mad, she was scared. She had no clue what was going on with him.

The blue sky started to turn dark gray. The clouds grew larger and the wind grew stronger. Thunder and lightning filled the sky. Jazmine ignored it all. "Huey Freeman what the hell is going on?!?" she cursed. Jazmine never let words like that pass her lips but she was afraid something was wrong with him. Finally his lips parted and he slowly and softly began to speak.

"Jazmine I-I'm ... sorry..." he whispered in what felt like hours.

"Sorry?" she didn't understand. "Sorry for what?"

"Jazmine..."

"No! Sorry for what?!? What did you do Huey?"

"Jazmine..." his voice started to grow louder and louder. She felt her eyes well up with tears when all of a sudden, she woke up. Huey was sitting next to her calling her name.

"You alright?" he asked? She wanted to open her mouth to say yes but she just couldn't bring herself o do it. All she could do was what she always did when she was upset, throw herself on to Huey and start to cry on his shoulder. In the past this always made him feel uncomfortable but as her grew older the young pessimist actually was able to show that he cared. As she held onto him and quietly sobbed, he held her and whispered, "It's o.k. It was just a dream." He didn't know what it was about but he figured he'd find out later.

Poor Jazzy can't handle nightmares! Why am I doing this to her?!? Reviews would be appreciated :)