bizzare dreams

Ch.11~~The tiktoker of my dreams

There I was with my TikTok crush. Not only with him, but I was living with him. We were so perfect, romantic, and relationship goals. We started at our place.

Him and I were in love. We were in our place just talking bout a lot of things. We were the cutest couple ever. He was so sweet and romantic. He had the car of my dreams a Jeep Wrangler.

However, when we came down to his car his car was a little messed up. His dad was frustrated at him and told him he had to fix it himself. To which I watched him fix parts of it. Then he told me it's gonna take awhile to fix and we need a car so we kind of went car shopping.

Except he knew what car he wanted, so we quickly got the car and left. The car was so nice it was black interior and white with black accents on the outside. It was fancy to. He took us to this party that was at some two story building. I think it was an apartment with a balcony.

I saw my ex there. I think it was why we went was so I can talk to my ex and get him to leave me alone. I was trying to talk to him but it was hard in the crowd so I gave a look to my man and grabbed my ex'es hand and took him outside on the balcony.

I had this paper and I was trying to ask him questions. That's when I realized how different he looks and acts. He's worse now then he was in our relationship. I mean he wasn't no angel in the relationship but he was even worse if that's possible. He looked like he got chubby and disgusting like he wasn't taking care of himself. I noticed he was wearing a wife beater and some sweat pants. He was dodging my questions and started to get aggressive.

I kept leaning to my left not just to get away from his grabby hands or cause of a PTSD reaction, but to hopefully get my mans attention through the window. I hoped he would see me and come rescue me. Giving me an excuse to leave the situation I was in. I wasn't gonna get closure or get him to understand anything.

Luckily my man saw me through the window and came and said we had to go. Thank goodness for him. My ex was getting worse by the second. I kept flinching with everything he did think he would abuse me again. My man picked me up bridal style and took us to the car that's when I could get a good look at the car it had a roof rack.

It looked nice clean and sexy. Then I recognized that it was a Range Rover. One of my other dream cars. By the way I have many dream cars. I tell him in excitement about what kind of car it was. He just said yep I know and walks with me still in his arms to the driver side. He was still talking a bit to. He said something bout this is for me or something I couldn't hear what he said well.

Then he puts me down in front of the car and he walks off towards this beautiful little piece of nature. It looked like a park area. I catch up to him and we're just talking away. Then I'm hiding these some kind of snack balls with a message inside all around the park. Then the big last one I put inside this packaging that was empty and just left on the ground. At the same time I'm doing all of this he asked what am I doing.

I responded "I'm hiding these snack balls around the park for people to find. They have messages in them." I was giddy about the whole thing for some reason. I even talked in this gruffly mans voice that was from back in the day. Then we walk home and fall asleep. It was the next day and we were at some kind of school.

We went into this room to do something and I see this creepy door way to another room. He sees how creeped I am about it and closes it then we try to go back to what we were doing. But this girl he used to know came and told us about this opportunity where we had to talk in this 1975 accent in the same park where we were last night.

He encouraged us to do it. He tells me the accent I did last night was perfect for this it was a 1975 accent. So, we go with a group to this park except a few of us were on horses me and my man were one of those few. He was to my right and there was another horse to my left.

When we get to the park he gets off of his. Expecting me to follow but one slight problem I never road a horse before so I couldn't get off. I decided I would make a dramatic entrance on the horse. Of course it doesn't go as plan and I zoom past everyone.

I went sliding all the way up the neck of the horse, barely able to hold on. Then the horse flings me off right when we get pass the park and I go flying in the air. I landed and I started to talk in the accent. I get up limp walking for a bit still talking in that gruffly mans voice from the 1970's.

When someone comes and helps me I'm on there back like a piggy back ride and I keep talking in that voice. Mainly to my man though. I say see look I got broken ribs, as I pointed to them, I'm hurt.... that when this reality slipped away from me and I was in a different one where it was just the TikToker of my dreams.