Infamy

"Quite the Talent"

*Author Note: Hey guys! Thanks for reading! I know these chapters are really long, so I understand if it is hard to read my content haha!  I appreciate you, the ones who read this despite the length of chapters.   I just can't help making some of these really long.  I aspire to maybe one day write a novel, so Wattpad is a great place to practice and see what my strengths and weaknesses are, but that means my content is not exactly the most easy read for regular wattpad users.  So thanks for being tolerant of these considerably long chapters!*

I don't believe it, Cole rocked in his bed back and forth, I have some sort of ability to enter other's dreams, not only that, but I can affect and direct the dream.

Cole recalled when he woke up the day after he entered his mom's dream.

"Cole, it was so funny," Mrs. Braxton laughed as they all ate breakfast, "I had a dream that I was getting you a dog...You don't even want a dog!!!"

"That's funny," Cole mused with a fake smile, he was not actually happy to hear her recollection.

The next few nights, Cole continued to enter his parent's dreams, he tested what he could do.

I can enter dreams, I function like a normal human, but I am invisible, Cole mulled over his calculations, I can manipulate people to make a certain decision, like picking a specific dog, or to say something specific...wait...I wonder...

Cole wondered if he could ask them to tell him something, something they maybe would not tell him normally. He decided to test it that night.

He snuck into his parents room again, they have become his guinea pigs. He followed routine, he placed his hands on his father's forehead and everything went white.

The dream formed out of the sand, just like normal, they were in a restaurant, it was a family event, Cole saw his dad, his mom and himself. He was not shocked, he had seen himself in a dream before. They were eating dinner happily when the transparent Cole walked over to his Dad and asked him a question.

"Do you love your son?" Cole asked, his Dad froze and then smiled.

"Of course," he replied, "I love him dearly..."

Cole continued to test, "what is your favorite food?"

"I love a good barbeque sandwich," Mr. Braxton replied with a grin.

He answers simple questions...what about personal ones? Cole considered.

"When did your mother die?" Cole asked.

His face grew slightly sullen, "about three years ago..."

Alright...let's try something deep...Cole thought.

"Have you ever done something you deeply regret?" Cole asked.

"Of course...we are all human..." Mr. Braxton stated.

"What is something you deeply regret doing?" Cole pursued.

"Before I was married, I slept with many people..." Mr. Braxton sighed, "I was a freak filled with lust..."

"What stopped you?" Cole asked, gulping, he had never heard this before, he was shocked by both this revealed truth and by the fact that his father so easily told him.

"I met my wife," Mr. Braxton smiled, "She made me a better person and now, I am happy with myself..."

Cole froze in contemplation, he could get whatever he wanted from his dad, was it the same with everyone else?