Dreams on Waters - A Camren Fanfiction

Epilogue

It had been a month since I had that dream, a month where I had really had a bad time. I didn't go out with my friends like I used to before, now they made me get out of bed because I didn't even want to get up. All I wanted to do was sleep soundly and not wake up. I hoped one day to dream of the chestnut again, my Camila. But how did I explain to my friends that I had fallen in love with someone who did not exist and of whom I had dreamed. They probably wouldn't understand. My family was not aware of all this, I did not want to worry them and make them come from far away. Besides they had things to do.

And I had to get on with my life ...

I had to do it despite feeling a great emptiness inside me.

Could it be so bad for a dream ?. Definitely.

I sighed heavily. I was at work where I was distracted a bit from all that being busy but today especially it was not working at all well. I felt a terrible urge to cry because even though Camila's death hadn't been real it still hurt like one, and the dream had been very real for me. I continued cleaning shelves and arranging books, holding back the tears that threatened to come out. I failed miserably after a while.

I missed her so much.

"Lauren?" They said my name behind my back "I heard someone cry and I thought it could be you."

I looked at the man in charge of the library, on his face I could see how concern and some sorrow were reflected.

"I have been feeling bad for you for several weeks, you should go home and rest. Take a few days."

"But ..." I tried to say but he quickly cut me off.

"Take a few days, Lauren. You need them, now go home pretty."

"Yes sir" I ended up accepting.

I wiped my face going for my things and when I was about to leave the place I thought I saw a blonde girl at one of the tables reading a book. I stared at her for a few seconds, I could swear that that girl was just like Dinah but that would be crazy. I shook my head dismissing that thought, maybe if I needed those days off.

But what was I going to do now if work was the only thing keeping me distracted?

It was obvious that I had to find other things to do to keep my mind occupied or it would end up driving me crazy.

I left the library thus beginning my way to my apartment. I was going slowly without really wanting to get home, what was the point of doing it so fast if no one was waiting for me. I suddenly remembered the words Camila had said to me.

"Lauren ... I want you to stay with me. After all this shit is over I want you to be by my side. I want to have a home and know that someone is waiting for me ... and I want that someone to be you."

I clenched my hands into a fist and bit my lower lip avoiding crying on the street in the middle of the people walking by. I took a deep breath and continued with my walk now wishing if I were at home, more specifically in my bed so I could cry quietly. With quick steps I passed a bakery where a great noise caught my attention and a large dog came out of the store with a piece of bread in its mouth.

"Damn animal!" Shouted a man leaving the premises only to see the dog walking away.

I did not care and continued on my way. A few streets later I ended up running into the same dog I'd seen leaving the bakery earlier. He was lying on the sidewalk while he finished eating the piece of bread he had stolen. This time I paid more attention to him, carefully analyzing his condition and I was surprised to see how big he was, although it hurt me to see that he had a large scar that went from his eye to a little further on the back of his head. I smiled sadly at what he reminded me of, it was something strange. I approached the animal with slow movements, all my life I had liked animals so I was not afraid of being close I just needed to be careful not to scare it so as not to provoke it. However, there was the fact that I didn't know if the animal was wild and I could be risking getting hurt by it. When I was at a distance that I thought was prudent, I bent down to get a better look at it. The dog only grunted but did nothing to indicate that it was about to attack or something. For some strange reason his growl didn't scare me, on the contrary it made me draw even closer.