Thrashing about in my bed, duvet thrown from my body and onto the floor. I see him and I can barely make out his actions but by the sounds and the sense I get from the atmosphere I know exactly what's going on in my hellish nightmare. I fly out of my laying position to be sitting straight up on the bed, sweat soaked through my pajamas and panting as if I'd just finished running a marathon. "Shit that was the worst nightmare of my life." I say out loud to myself. It wasn't really a nightmare per se but in fact a dream that I've been fighting off for almost a year. Screw that mess, it's a nightmare. No matter how hard I try I can't shake this dream and I don't like what it's doing to me. There's no way I can go to my best friend about this, since it's him in the nightmare. I don't know what kind of reaction I might get, and I don't think I want to find out. Why am I dreaming about him? Why the hell am I dreaming about him with her? That's what's driving me to the brink of insanity. Liam has been my best friend since we were in pre school together. We'd sit next to each other during snack time, we'd play on the jungle gym together. Even one time when Mike Peterson tried to kiss me and claim me as his... Liam scared him off and he never looked in my direction again. Now here we are 20 years later and we're still best friends.
Liam and I are very close. We love to play football together, not that I'm good at it but it's still fun to try. We also tell each other everything which is probably why I've been having these horrid dreams. See Liam started dating this girl Mags, short for Maggie, and he comes to me for advice or to just vent when they've had a fight. So I pretty much know the ins and outs of their relationship. Even the dirty stuff, which I never wanted to ever know and every time he tries to tell me I sit there like a little kid with my fingers in my ears humming away. I mean yeah I'm 23 and I'm no Saint but I don't want to hear about their sex life. Would you? Nah didn't think so. As much as I love him he needs to keep things to himself. I'm a complete wreck when the three of us hang out because of these nightmare and I have nobody to talk to about it. I look down at the clock and it's only 6am.. Shit! I don't need to get up for another hour, but I DON'T want to try to go to sleep. I shudder just thinking about it. I lazily get up off my bed replacing the duvet and walk into my bathroom to take a shower. I turn on the water so it can heat up and start to undress. I brush my teeth before I shower hating the feeling of unclean teeth in the morning. Looking in the mirror I take a deep breath in and hold it for a second. Staring at my reflection I let out the breath and wonder, will I ever have someone to him me like Liam has Mags? Doubtful. I get into the shower and close my eyes enjoying the heat of the water on my sleepy body. I roll my head back and wet my hair letting out a breathy moan as it feels so invigorating. Then my unbelievably bad habit of singing in the shower begins...
Trouble trouble maker yeah that's your middle name
I know your no good but you're stuck in my brain..
Was all I got out when I was startled by clapping. "what the hell Liam!!" I yelled at him. "Morning Frankie! You've got a great voice. And the views not bad either!" Liam said laughing. "what! Are! You! Doing! In! Here?!?!?" I yelled. "Frankie I have keys to your flat remember?" he says. "I'm quite aware of that but it doesn't mean to come into the bathroom while I'm showering! Why would you do such a thing?" I'm so pissed right now can you tell? "well its not like we haven't bathed or skinny dipped together." "Liam we were 4 when we bathed together and I think you're mistaking me for Mags with the skinny dipping. Thanks for the comparison." I say defeated. " yeah sorry about that. You finish up , I'll be in the living room." he says walking out. Just as he leaves i lean over locking the door. I turn to look in the mirror and I see a big heart drawn on it through the steam with the words "Morning Love" underneath. "He's such a bastard!" I say scoffing. He knew he'd piss me off and did it on purpose. Yep that's my Liam. I hurriedly finished my shower and dressed for the day ahead. The weather report called for a warmer than normal day for this time of year so I put on a pair of jean shorts and a cami covering it up with a button up blouse leaving it unbuttoned. Finished with my hair in a messy bun and throwing on my fave aqua Converse. I ran to the living room and there was Liam watching tv. "ok I'm ready to go. What time are we picking up Mags?" I ask not really wanting to know. See Liam met her through a mutual friend of theirs at a party. Me being sick that night missed the party. Liam was insisting on staying with me to take care of me but I sent him to the party saying I was just going to sleep. They met, hung out a couple times and here we are just about a year later.. Maybe more, I don't know nor do I care. Ok I care but only that she doesn't hurt him. I get a really bad feeling about her, she's always mad when I spend any time alone with Liam and insists on always being with us. Can you say possessive? Very good! Yeah and when she wants time "alone" and he wants to spend time with her she has a temper tantrum, saying he's suffocating her so he let's her go. Not thinking twice. But that's her mistake... Cause when it comes to him I'm always thinking twice about her. I don't trust her, I don't like her and I want her GONE! But that is something Liam has to do not me. I will do anything to protect him just like I know he would protect me. "Oi Li I said I'm ready. Are you ok?" "yeah yeah I'm good, let's grab a bite to eat." he says shaking himself back to his senses. Weird, oh well I'm hungry. I grab my bag and we head to his car. "Frankie its such a beautiful day lets walk." "Aren't we supposed to pick up Mags? I thought she was coming?" I ask hoping for a no. "She over slept and said we should go without her. We'll get her later. Or at least I'll get her later!" he says with a cheeky grin. "Eeww!!! I told you to stop telling me that shit!" I yelled at him running away. "Frankie stop where are you going?!?" he yells running after me. I run for about a block when he catches up to me and grabs me by the waist and twirls me around to face him. Damn I forgot he was on the track team as
