Book 1: My Good Boii

Dream Journals

(3 days later...)

*October 20th*

I woke up this morning with another part of my dream just like always for half the week now. I yawned and stretched my body as I got up. I went to Rachel's dresser and got the journal that Aqua gave me. I opened the journal and started writing down the next part of my dream. After I was halfway done with writing the next part of the dream, I heard shuffling from behind me. I turned around to see Rachel getting up from bed. I smiled and said, "Morning babe."

She flinched a little and her tail got a little puffy. "Oh! H-Hey babe g-good m-morning." she panted and went to her desk.

'Something's not right with her. I better talk to her.' my thoughts spoke to my mind. After I finished writing, I put the book down and made my way to her. "Hey, are you okay love?" I asked her while wrapping my arms around her.

"Oh yeah. I'm fine." she said as she was writing in a book. "What's up babe?"

"Just writing my homework down."

"Oh, okay." she said as she rubbed her tired eyes. But she looked down and looked at the pages that was full of words. "Dammit, I'm at the end of this journal."

I looked down at the journal she just filled out. "Wow. That's a lot of words. Do you get dreams too?" I asked her.

"Let's just say I have way too many dreams." she said as she got up and went to a bookshelf. She wrote something on the side of the book and added it to her other books that were similar.

I was amazed to see that she had a lot of books that may contain a lot of her dreams. "Wow that's a lot of dreams that you have." I smiled. "I actually started having dreams just this week. I may have saw my parents."

"Hehe, that sounds pretty neat. I forgot how fun it must've been to actually have parents." she puts on a smile. "But it was like a nightmare come true." she forced the smile to stay there still.

I looked at her face and frowned. "Babe, something tells me that this wasn't a good dream."

"Heh, it's okay. Tell me about your dream." she said. "I normally don't ask this to a lot of people, but I do care about you. What did you dream about?" she asked me as she sat on the bed.

"Well, every night... I keep getting some dreams about what's going on. On the first night, I saw a fire and I may have seen my parents. And just right now today, they told me to run away. With 2 kids. I was thinking it may be Wakko and Dot. And I must've been little too."

"Well from experience through the years, dreams tell you a loophole or distant memory where your mind is trying to help you remember. But at a child's stage of life, remembering is just a little fuzzy because sometimes it's something that tells you that someone's there listening and seeing. They're watching everything in your dreams that happened before."

"So my dreams might be telling me something baby?"

"Pretty much. Everybody's minds work a little differently but in your dreams, they're telling you that your parents are watching you. Or probably some other things that could help you understand why you're having these dreams. Do you see something in the dreams that are like literally watching you?"

"Hmm... Aqua did give me this assignment after I told her earlier this week about me breaking night and my other symptoms. And the dreams might tell me that they're probably alive out there somewhere. But what if the fire killed them?" I asked her nervously.

"You'll never know. Your memory is fuzzy, the dream is fuzzy, so it's probably the way you think about it. Hmm... maybe reading one of my journals might help you." she said as she gave me one of her many dream journals.

"Thank you." I said as I opened the book and started reading it. But I looked back up at her. "And baby?"

"Yes love?"

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry that I didn't tell you anything about this."

"Hey. It's okay." she hugged me from behind. "You should understand that sometimes it hurts knowing that no one comes to you first. Especially my ex-boyfriend, he never came to me. He thought that I was nothing but a joke."

I gasped knowing that this was new to me. That she had another boyfriend before me. But it made me feel concerned about her. "Well that wasn't very nice of him to treat you like that. But this is something new that you're telling me this."

"I didn't want to tell you this but my ex was just a plain jerk."

"I agree with you there." I nodded.

"But ever since I met you... you've make me smile and laugh maybe something much better."

"I like the sound of that." I smiled.

"Maybe I should show you something." she said as she had her hands on the end of her shirt and started to take it off.

I blushed red and covered my eyes. "Babe what are you doing?!"

"Just look. I promise that it's okay."

"A-Are you s-sure?"

"I'm sure."

I gulped and uncovered my eyes to see Rachel in her sports bra and what I saw next shocked me. I saw lots of scars that covered her belly. "Oh my god." I covered my mouth.

"The biggest scar wasn't from him. It's the one next to it." she points to it. "And that's why I get scared. But I don't show it."

"H-He did this to you..?" I reached out to her but she backed away.

"S-Sorry. I have a bit of trouble of letting people touch me. Sometimes I get scared when someone hugs me."

"Like me..?" I looked down feeling bad about myself.

"Hey, it's not like that with you." she made me look at her. "I really like you knowing that you sitting on my lap, it gives me comfort. Touching my scars is another thing."

"You miss me nesting on your lap when I was starting out as a kid toon?"

She giggled a bit. "Yeah."

"Listen. I know I haven't done much to you since the dreams have started. So I wanna do something with you." I held her hand.

"Hey, it's okay. You've been really busy and I didn't want to be in your way."

"But I love you. It wasn't right of me to not get you involved in what's going on with me. And I wanna make it up to you. You're a part of my life and I'm a part of your life." I said as I held her other hand.

She giggled softly. "You really are someone special to me and I'm very happy that I've met you."

I chuckled. "And to think that you coming out of a cardboard box would spark our friendship. And then later on into a relationship. And you're still the most beautiful angel that heaven sent me."

She sniffled as she smiled. "You're too sweet for your own good."

"I'm sweeter than chocolate milk." I smiled as I gently wrapped my arms around her bare waist, not giving a care that she's got no shirt on.

"Yes you are." she giggled.

"Pucker up sweet cheeks~" I smirked and kissed her into oblivion. I was happy that I was able to meet my angel who was truly a warrior angel to my heart.