4. Trent Phoebe{ManxMan}

•CHAPTER 22

I was having a lot of feelings that I had no clue what to do with.

Adriel called me despite what happened which only made me feel shittier.

"I wanted to tell you about a dream I had."

"Is it as fun as the first one?" I was smiling softly in my bed at his tone, it was cool and comfortable, like nothing had ever happened but I knew, I knew he saw it for what I probably wasn't.

"This one's cuter."

"I'm listening."

"I was walking through this great big forest. It smelled so earthy, I don't think it's normal to be smelling anything in your dream but I tell you I did," he laughed and I chuckled weakly. "So, I'm walking and I remember feeling, warm, at home, and then this big white house is in front of me and there were wolves playing, they were friendly though, not like that other time." He tells me almost so invested. "They were big and cuddly looking, there were also baby ones that came and tried to climb up my leg. Here's the crazy part." He told mas he paused for suspense.

"Yeah?"

"A dragon flew over us, it was so big, so red and scaled and it was followed by a baby dragon, it was so small you could hardly see it in comparison to its mommy."

"Oh." I felt my heart constrict at his retelling. Then he told me random things, filling my silence for me as I debated his dreams, this was the second one which he told me happened three days ago, the first dream he had had the day of. I wondered if he knew, or rather what he knew.

He smelled purely human and yet, his dreams made me wonder, in fact they made me scared.

Eventually we said goodbye, soft and low almost scared and I turned onto my back as my dear sister invaded my mind.

"I had a dream about you." She told me as I was playing video games and winning.

"Yeah?" I listened while I played.

"You were far away, but you were with daddy!" I paused the game and looked at her, we were 14 at the time, she was playing with those flowers that people make wishes on, manipulating the wind and having the stands of them form shapes.

"What was I doing with daddy?" At first I thought, I was going to die just like him.

"You were talking, and playing, oh! And you taught him to hide!" She giggled.

The memory had blurred around her, I was finding it hard to remember her face some times however, my dear sister whom I missed, Adriel was filling me with dread because his dreaming reminded me so much of her.

For a few days I didn't see him, I felt my heart give pangs of pain and a part of me cried to the moon every night. I was hurting and I was pretty sure I was doing that without all the facts and it sucked.

I spoke to Adriel on the phone a few times but mostly avoided any plans to hang out, my mind reeling.

"Are you okay?" His voice was soft and low, careful.

"Yeah, you?"

"You don't sound okay." He told me instead and I could just hear the pout in his voice.

"I'm good, Adriel, promise." I rubbed at my chest.

"Did I make a mistake?" His voice was quieter here and my heart hurt more fur probably hurting him.

"No, no, you did not."

"Then see me this weekend."

"Oh."

"You can't be using your nephews and works not to see me you know. I have your brothers and sisters and uncles numbers now." The pout was obvious and I tried not to sigh.