Behind the Music.

Chapter 19

Jayson's POV.

"I'm not going to fucking calm down until I get answers from you fucking pigs! Find my fucking other half man!" I scream into the policeman's face as Reign and Reagan's dad hold me back from clobbering this asshole.

"Jayson don't give them a reason. They easy to arrest men of color. Chill out,you have an image to uphold." Mr. Fox whispers in my ear. I back down and walk to the car with the only 3 other people who seem to care about finding my baby.

"It's the same thing from two hours ago, "We're doing everything we can!" BULLSHIT!" Mrs. Fox says starting up the car so we could drive around the scene to find clues. #BringBackReagan is already trending worldwide and it's all over Instagram which I'm glad for because of the fact that the word is being spread.

I don't know what's coming over me but I just feel an overwhelming desire to close my eyes and drift off. I'm not sleepy but somethings telling me I need to calm down right now.

I guess Reign could tell I was about to drift because he whispered in my ear," Go ahead bro. We're gone find him."

I close my eyes and rest my head on the door of the car letting the weird feeling take me over.

*ENTERING DREAMLAND ✨*

All I see is white and a pink rose on what I'm guessing is the ground beneath my feet. What the hell is going on? Why a white room and just a pink rose? Where the hell am I? Did they find Reagan yet?

"Reign!" I shout with my hands cup into the distance in hopes that I wasn't alone. No answer.

I pick up the rose and my body begins to shake and a memory of mine flashes into my brain. Pink roses everywhere....pink roses on top of two caskets...the funeral. My parents' funeral. I can't help but to start crying because of the memory. I miss them so much and with my rock not being here to keep me stable I don't know how I'll survive.

Dropping the rose I sit down on my knees and just begin to bawl with my hands over my face. I just want to bawl until I can't bawl any longer. I miss my son...I miss my future husband..I miss my parents..

"Jayson." Two angelic voices speak, sounding rather close. Silently crying now, I raise my head to see the two people I thought I'd never see again in my life. My two favorite people. I jump up and embrace the both of them in a warm hug and I feel them kiss the top of my head as they always would.

"How am I able to see you guys? Is this heaven? AM I DEAD?" I start to hyperventilate.

"No. You're not dead and we don't have much time with you. This isn't heaven. You're dreaming. We have to go now but we just want you to know that we're so proud of what you've become Jayson. We love you so much." My father says as my mother nods and kisses my cheek.

"Wait! You haven't even seen my son Kyrie yet! Please stay for another day!" They begin to fade.

"You have to wake up Jayson. The police are going to totally screw up this case and pick the wrong suspect if you don't wake up and retrieve that voicemail. Love you." My mother says and they fade completely.

*LEAVING DREAMLAND 🌎*

"Jay, Wake up! You was going crazy my dude." Reign shakes me awake and I'm sweating all over. I remember the cryptic message my parents told me and frantically connect my phone to the aux chord.

"What are you doing son? Right now really isn't the time for tunes." Mr. Fox says.

"Just trust me. Reneé left me a voicemail today and she never leaves voicemails. I have a feeling it will help us figure this out." I call my voicemail account and select 'Deleted Voice Messages.'