A Dream

by marfff

My story with Jack Frost. It's the only way I can imagine him in my life. Just him, transposed in certain situations I would rather create than wait for someone to write about. To know what he'd do, what he'd say, what he'd think. It is everything and anything that could happen in a relationship with Jack Frost. A transposed reality. To brighten up our lives, and give us hope. :)

2. Chapter 2

It started with a dream. Oh, those damn things. Catching you when you're completely off guard. Asleep, defenseless. You can't do a damn thing but lay there and take it. Watch your emotions be tugged about in all directions, in ways you never would have permitted in the real world. Everything you were careful about in reality, comes marching into your dream and preying on this raw state of your emotions. And, defenseless, you can't do anything but watch. Watch as it brings you to highs you never permitted yourself to think about, and lows which you guarded yourself from feeling since the start. It gives you a taste. A taste you know you can never satisfy. But like the devious little things they are, I guess they know where the walls are highest. And like a playful little child, they just haaaave to come in and break it.

And what's so weird is, you enjoy it.

So, she wakes up. And she realizes it was all a dream. She blinks a few times, in shock. I can't believe all that hard work of keeping your emotions under control, and it just waltzes into your dream when you can't do a thing. The idea. The feeling, of true love.

Nonetheless, she can't help but smile. Tiredly. She felt it in there, what it was to be sure for the rest of your life. What it was to know that you would always, always be happy. With him. What it was to find somebody that you truly, wholly, loved.

She knew in some ways she could be masochistic. But the term seemed grossly misused. She didn't enjoy it. She just knew how to appreciate pain.

It's a way of finding yourself. When you face what you run away from most of your life, and find things you never would have seen before. So she took that image and smiled at the pain. Grateful she was able to experience something so painful, but so sweet.

"Crap, enough." She shakes her head vigorously, and discards the emotions from her mind. Shaking away the feelings she was sure was due to her coming "visitor", but her period wasn't due for a couple more weeks.

Author's note:

I had to set up the story. Now I can commence the alternate reality : )