Black Ribbons - Jeff Buckley

Dreaming of you (3)

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Colette arrived home stumbling through the door with Mavis. "Mavis I love him so much" Colette slurred. "Which one?" Mavis chuckled slightly. "I don't even know." Colette whispered, but loud enough to Mavis to hear.

The next morning Colette woke up with a pounding headache. She rubbed her eyes and stood up to go see Mavis. "Hey Col, take some medicine you look horrible." Mavis told her friend "Gee thanks Mavis." Colette sarcastically replied, as she walked over to the cabinet to grab some medicine. Then she walked over to the kettle to make her self a tea. "How are you? you know after the Dean incident and getting drunk last night." Mavis hesitated as she didn't want to bring it up and set Colette's mood shit for the rest of the day. "I forgot about that... Mav what am I going to even do?" Colette asked her. "We will figure it out, before i leave tomorrow, maybe hit up your mother for some money? I'm sure she would let you rent a cheap apartment." Mavis reassured her friend. "God I feel so sick ." Colette informs before going to lay on the couch. "Are you going to go see Jeff on Monday?" Mavis asked out of no where. "Why is that Mav?" Colette questioned. "Well you guys hit it off last night." Mavis told. "What do you mean, i don't remember a thing!" Colette raised her voice "What happened?!". Mavis informed Colette on the past evening. "Oh my that's so embarrassing! I ranted all about Dean!" Colette sunk into the couch, hands holding onto her head. "It's fine C!" Mavis told the nervous wreck.

Time skip to the next day (Wednesday) ‎♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

"Please don't go Mavis! I'm going to miss you so bad" Colette pleaded her friend to stay another few days. She didn't want to wait another few months till she would see her best friend again. Colette doesn't have a car, as all the money she makes from her poetry goes towards her father's medication treatment, Mavis also works full time, so the only time the two meet is when Mavis gets a week or two off work and drives to go and see Colette. "Colette, just be honest with Dean and tell him you know, don't pretend you don't. See where it goes from there." Colette huffed at her friends statement and simply hugged her one more time and waved her goodbye as Mavis drove away. Colette was sad but also glad to have her personal space back, back to sleeping on the grass, writing poems based on her life and her dreams. Back to stargazing at 3am. Back to being alone, the way she was used too.

A few hours passed and Dean wasn't home yet, Colette was sitting on the living room couch waiting for him, her leg bouncing and chewing her nails. She anxiously glanced at the ticking clock, the time read 6pm, he was meant to be home by 4pm. Colette stood up and grabbed her journal, she decided to go for a walk down the road to find a grassy field to lay in and write in her journal to not only pass time but to also write her feelings, to try and relax herself. She had no clue what was about to go down with Dean but she had a bad feeling in her stomach. Colette continued to walk on the sidewalk, her mind clouded with thoughts until she arrived at a nice patchy, grassy, green, hill. Colette layed down on and flipped open her notes, adding to them.

"Why is this so hard to do?
How do choose, between the two?
Do I give a chance to my new love?
Do I give another chance to my first love?"

"My first love,

Our love was strong and true,
There was nothing we wouldn't do,
As time passed, resentment grew between us,
Putting fault, blame and mistrust between us.
You left me because you needed the space
And time to think, to decide if this is just a waste.

My second love,

By fate we met, by chance we stayed,
Two hearts conjoined in every way,
One lonely dark soul shared by two,
Everything I want I've found in you."

Colette felt like a ball of emotions. Jeff. What was she going to do? would she still continue to go to Sin-e? What was the best thing to do?

Suddenly movement could be heard from her far left- hand side. She quickly looked up from where she lay. To see an outline of a man. "Oh, sorry I didn't see you." The voice spoke. That voice oddly familiar to Colette, after a few seconds she knew it was Jeff. "Jeff, hey" Colette spoke softly. Jeff moved closer to see her face in the light of the moon and stars. "Col!" Jeff smiled. "How are you?" he continued. "Shit." She hummed. "What are you writing? oh yea you do poetry." Jeff answered himself. "Yea." "Hey Colette, you can talk to me you know" Jeff assured, moving closer to Colette. "Why?" Colette starred into his eyes. "What?" Jeff chuckled. "Why are you so kind to me?" She whispered. "I have no reason not to Colette. I'm drawn to you. It's being given a new paint set, all the color back in your life. There's just something about you" Jeff admits. The emotional woman stares deeply into his eyes, trying to understand him but she just couldn't, after a few seconds she simply put her head down and shuffled closer to him. They layed in silence for around 3 minutes before Colette slides over her recently written poem. Jeff takes it carefully and reads the words on the page. Jeff stares at the page for a while before looking up to meet the girls eyes. He smiles lightly and puts a strand of her hair behind her ear. The silence incredibly loud, yet comfortable. Colette looks down but not for long as Jeff quickly grabs her chin to continue there stare. Jeff grabbed her journal from the grass and wrote his number on the paper. "So i don't loose you." He smiled and stood up and left into the night.

Jeff arrived home and sat on his bed, a perfect view of the stars. He grabbed his own writing journal, he wrote lyrics, thoughts, dreams in.

"Her hair was dripping with jewels, diamonds too perfect for any mere mortal to gaze upon without stumbling in awe. Her dress was deeper than the sea and splashed with foam.

Wild serenity filled every moment. Dark light honored the Earth. Everything was as chaotic as a galaxy and as still as a moonlit lake.

I held your hand as silken grass tickled our legs.

The sky was beautiful, but even She could not compare to you."

Jeff closed his journal and placed it on the floor before falling into slumber, hoping to meet Colette in his dreams.

When Colette arrived at her doorstep she saw no car in sight. 'Dean never showed' she thought to herself 'probably a good thing'. She flicked off her shoes and put her leather jacket on the night stand, she walked into the kitchen to see if she had any miss calls from Dean, but none at all. She walked into her bedroom and layed on her bed. Hoping to meet Jeff in her dreams.