I Dream A Dream

Chapter 13: Peaceful War

Hurt and pain come together, but happiness and pain is like a peaceful war. And I was in a peaceful war, of love combining it's bitterness that was, and has always been hidden in the small part of my torn life. Broken pieces trying to embrace, yet no cure could relieve the sharp pinch that shook my entirety like this one could. That pain was love. Yes a stupid, damning, cliché of love drilling into my heartfelt bones. I yearn for it, the pain, the happiness and all that is earned is more wars, more peaceful wars.

I was on the edge of falling, like little shatters of glass pouring down the window sill. It was time to talk to Robin about Ciara. Beautiful but not the one Ciara.

...

"Click?! What do you mean you didn't click?"

"She's just not the one, she deserves a better man, and I need to try and get somewhere which means connecting with the female species! I'm going on a date with Sandy today. I'll see you next week Rob, so sorry for the whole thing."

"Okay, whatever you say and do I'll support you on that. See you Harry."

I pressed the red button and shut my eyes, rubbing my temple. Support felt good, but not the kind that felt compelling.

I had about 3 hours till I go and get ready for my date, might as well take a quick nap. Might as well dream.

Dream. Dream. Dream.

"Just a dream"

I whispered to myself as I shut my eyes.

Pregnant Cassandra. Young, about the age of 17 with short hair, coloured in a silk royal purple just midway. The way I liked it.

"Hello you"

"Hey hey hey!"

Not my voice, not my shoes, not my hair. Not me. But a man the age of 22, dressed in a perfect tuxedo with short but groomed black hair.

"I missed you Rory"

"I still love you Cass"

Another boy beside Rory (ugh Rory) cleared his throat. He seemed two years younger; 20; dressed in black jeans and a black top with the same black hair as Rory.

"Um Cass this is-"

"Nigel. Yeah I met him, two days ago actually."

"At a club."

Nigel said straightforwardly.

"What kind of club?"

Curiosity filled him as he flicked a smirk.

"Not your business Rory, so piss off."

"Woah mood swings for the preggo chick."

Her emotions were mine, I felt her eyes swell, water-filled and desperate to let go.

"Rory"

Nigel spoke quietly.

"Nigel"

His eyes darted into Nigel's direction, then back at Cassandra.

"Where's the, guy?"

Rory tucked his hands in his pockets.

"I've got to go"

Rory grabbed her arm and didn't leave an inch of air between them.

"Hey, honey, you didn't answer me"

"Leaving people unanswered is my motive. Now let me be"

She kicked his foot with her small heel and walked off.