A scene of a restaurant played out how comfortable I was with Vlad, drinking to the truce we made, and our smiling at each other where the world barely got a clue. The sound was deafening and only allowed expressions to be shown. Vlad laughed and I smirked at him. He poured me another glass of champagne and he poured more for himself.
I leaned closer to him, seeing a waiter walking up, and my whisper tells him something. The sapphire eyes stared at me to sink in what I had whispered to him. He did not get the chance to respond and the waiter asked something to Vlad. The billionaire nodded and waiter left us alone. Vlad leaned closely to me and my hand lifted up, signalling him no with one finger of mine.
He sat back in his seat and I smirked for some reason. I set the glass down, got up a bit wobbly, and –
RIIIINNNGGGG!Riiiiiing! Riiiiiing!
My eyes snapped opened and processed what my ears were picking up. Someone is calling me. My hand searched for the phone on my desk lamp and found it. I knew where the accept call was located and answered him. The phone was pressed up against my ear while I stayed in bed without sitting up of even needing to keep my eyes open.
"Hello?" I muttered.
"Daniel…I-I need you, please." The sound of his voice nearly broke my heart.
Was Vlad crying over something? Before I could rush out, my brain registered a few questions to process.
"What's wrong, Vlad?" I can't just rush over…not unless he has a good reason.
A soft whimpered that almost made me feel the need to protect him, "The dream," His weeping was easily heard, "I-I could not save myself and the father in the dream took the baby away from me." His voice quivered too much to handle such dream.
I knew he wouldn't sleep again unless I comfort him. In a way, maybe I felt important to him. As much to my sleep, I had to go over there and my eyes peeked to see the time. It's almost six o'clock in the morning.
"I'm on the way." I triggered my transformation rings, knowing dad would probably think I accidentally turned on the flashlight or something.
Vlad didn't say anything before I hung up and I flew out of my room, while being invisible and intangible that is. It takes a minute to get to his place and found him in his bedroom in tears. I morphed back as if it was automatic and I walked up to him to sit down on his bed.
"Vlad, you need to understand it's just a dream." I looked at him.
His eyes were glimmering at me. There were such fear inside of him and…I don't blame him. He's probably scared of someone finding out of his pregnancy and his baby taken away. He curled up to me and pulled my navel closer to him. To admit, I was startled when he did that. Yet, he's simply becoming a mother out of natural behaviour. He needs someone to comfort him and probably as the only person he trusts the most. My hand soothed his back without a word needing to be spoken.
His sobbing dies down a little and he was almost falling asleep. Oh no! We slept long enough as it is!
"Hey, um, maybe going out to eat for breakfast would be a good start. Then, we can shop our food." I thought that would get him out of bed.
I wasn't expecting him to literally open his eyes at me. He softly smiled at me and I wasn't too sure if it's a good thing or not.
"If only you let me pay for everything, Daniel." He offered.
I chuckled, "You have spending problem, Vlad."
He shrugged, "I have plenty of money. Why do you think I run several businesses?"
"True," But it was an easy money I don't deserve, "Alright. Luckily for me, ecto former helps me to create anything I need."
"Material wise?"
I nodded, "Yeah, but if it's like food or advance technologies, I can't make them because they don't contain necessary source. If I make orange, it's just energy. You need those vitamin contains inside of it."
Vlad seemed fascinated. I'm shocked he hasn't realized that himself. Maybe he doesn't have that kind of power. He released me and headed into his own closet. While he was, I emitted the ecto onto me to allow a form into my usual clothes. My jeans that keep hidden of my figure – never know a crazy fan recognize my body figure. And my t-shirt in red and white strips, a white collar at the top. My sneakers are the usual red converse. Sometimes, it's awesome to have powers, especially ghost powers.
Vlad came out in a minute with casual clothes of jeans and a plain black shirt with short sleeves. Definitely did not expect him to be wearing this and it suits him nicely.
"Man, if pregnancy makes you dress up normal, I'll take this side of you any day, Vlad." I teased.
The man chuckled, "I figured you wouldn't want others to explain of why you are with the billionaire at a morning restaurant or grocery shopping."
Vlad had a point and couldn't argue with that. We started to head outside and found ourselves in his car. He drove to a small restaurant – thankfully don't serve alcohol. Now, we're sitting in a booth and my stomach fluttered to the situation. To think about it, that dream was…a memory. I wanted to find out what I was doing or understand why I was so calm. My mind wasn't on much on the menu, figuring some eggs and sausages will do. The waitress was flirting with me, but I didn't respond. She may be a red head, but she doesn't strike my interests. I told her water and Vlad asked for orange juice. She finally left me alone.
"She's quite a lovely lady there." Vlad commented.
I shrugged, "Eh, she's okay. I mean, she's beautiful, but not my type."
He hummed, "Has anyone caught your attention?"
My head shook, "No. I don't think I'm ready anyway."
Vlad laid off the subject and resumed to his menu. The red hair returned and took our orders. She winked at me, but I didn't bother to react. She seems to be eager to please me as it is and I showed no interests in her. Vlad leaned back in his seat in a new posture and noticed he wasn't crying anymore. He was in a happier mood. If anyone claims, he's happy before, I doubted it. This man has gone through thick and thin ever since he turned into a Halfa. I'm actually happy for him.
There's it goes again. The guilt panged inside of me, fueling me about Vlad's happiness, and why would that be bothering me? The dreams haven't been normal, the way I can't even think normal around him, and it is driving me crazy!
It felt like someone wacked me in the head with a baseball bat. was I jealous of Vlad for having a baby and how I want one too? Could it be those conversations having an effect me? I didn't have a clue to understand a thing. It feels like a mess to me and can't seem to clean.
"-ave to admit, I feel yesterday took up your time and I think paying your grocery is the only way I can return the favor." I heard him talking, but I hummed. I guess I wasn't paying much attention to him.
Vlad was quiet again and my mind was on the dream. Well, a memory that is. I couldn't understand why it was muted in the dream. Why did we behave that way? Why didn't we stop drinking? None of it had made sense to me, so why bother trying?
"Daniel, are you alright?" Vlad tilted his head at me.
My mind woke up and greeted his sapphire eyes, "Huh? Yeah, just processing some things in my head like need to get the book for a class before my short vacation is up. I know some of these professors don't have an issue of cell phone as long it is on vibrate or leave the classroom if it is an important call." I babbled.
He nodded, slowly, "I see you have a lot on your mind. Is there something on your mind aside from school?"
My shoulders shrugged, "Just normal thoughts of thinking about graduating by the end of Fall Semester and getting into a job, I guess. I'm just desperate to be done with school."
Vlad hummed, "You said you would get your Master's degree for Literature, correct?"
"I got my Master's degree for Literature." Where was he going with this?
He smiled, "Write a book, I know several people who are publishers and half of them owes me a favor or two."
I blinked and stared at Vlad. My mouth wasn't connected to my brain at all because words weren't coming out. Slowly, there were images where I could have moments to myself. No one was rushing me or demanding anything out of me. There were always idea practically stuck in my head but I always had so much shoving at me that could top all other books. No one would know a thing how my mind is truly like, not even my friends.
Then, the weighs of the consequences I'd have to follow. This would mean I never finished college…but I can graduate with a master's degree. But, what would Jazz say? How is this going to support me financially? Yet, what if my books ideal isn't worth publishing? Come on! My mind shed that, I grew up with harsh criticisms. Barely anyone knows I'm capable of that besides team Phantom and Vlad. Then again, I can go under a pen name to keep it private until I'm comfortable to become known or famous for Fenton.
My mind clicked back and I knew what to say now after all of that. Vlad was waiting under a few second with my shocking reaction to his offer.
"Um, I'll think about it and let you know after the first summer vacation." I told him.
He smiled, "I suppose that is fair. At least I'll be three months and two weeks by then."
I chuckled, "Wow, six weeks of class. Its got to be everybody's dream."
Vlad shrugged, "It's not easy. However, if you had experiences with summer courses, then it is your opinion."
I nodded, "Yeah, last year twice. At first, I was shocked for the first week. After a while, I liked the pace and it wasn't wasting my time. I have less homework, but a lot to study for every day."
Vlad seemed impressed about how I progress in my education. Honestly, Mr. Lancer figured it out that I like being rushed – how ironic when it comes to enjoy fun in a slow manner. The red head set our plate and I mentally groaned at her obvious flirting. She's reminding me when Paulina pretended to date me in tenth grade so she could hook up with Phantom. She tried to flirt with me as much as she could, she almost knew too much about me, and I began to lose interests in her a lot more than I did in ninth grade.
Once she finally left me alone, my eyes turned to my plate and almost jolted. She left a small box of kisses with her numbers on it. Somehow, I became weary and decided to move that aside for now. I set my hand on the plate and emitted my power to check on anything added into this. So far, my core hummed like humming bird to inform me that it is non-threatening. If it was threatening, it would have roared to the point of blast it. Vlad was watching me and I had a feeling he doesn't use this power or doesn't have it.
"Paranoid?" Vlad asked without needing to question the actual state of it.
I hummed, "Yup. But Not anymore, though." I picked up my fork and started to eat my breakfast.
"So, why is your father here?"
My head shook, "No," I frowned, "He never did." To think about it, I'm suspicious, "He told me he's here for a week and he never said a word. That's unlike him."
Vlad nodded slowly, "Well, that make sense. He's probably avoiding something or came up an idea and will refuse until that matter."
Vlad knows my dad as much as I do. It's something we knew too well of him and scary at the same time. It helps to understand dad when more than one person figuring out or learning how he is. One thing for sure is that my dad is no one to be messing around with and Vlad learned the hard way.
"I'll find out after shopping for food." I shrugged, "But, it is strange."
Vlad agreed, "Your man is never the ordinary to expect."
I chuckled and we eat our breakfast to get to shopping soon. We needed food and eating food like this isn't always bright to do. Despite of the fact there's no way I want to have another figure out what to eat scenario. The red head kept bringing more water and I still got suspicious with her. Seriously, she needed to leave me alone and I used my ghost power to alert me of anything to look out for threats. So far, she only flirts and gave me a box of chocolate with her numbers on it. Vlad already paid for breakfast by leaving a fifty-buck on the table. We were free to leave and I was quick to hide from the waitress' sight.
Vlad and I got into his Mercedes car and drove over to the grocery store. We started to shop together in an organize method we both seemed to follow naturally. So far, the early morning isn't bad as I thought to be. Somehow, I wondered if Vlad and I could be friends like the dream showed. It's nice to get along with someone without fighting for once.