I'll Be Waiting

Weird Dreams still Hurt

I open my eyes to find myself in a car. My mom, grandpa, and my 2 brothers were all in it. It was too dark to see much, all I could rely on was their laughing voices.

Grandpa- What do you want to eat?

Brothers- Strips!

I couldn't hear the conversation very well, my mind still trying to process exactly what the heck was going on.

Grandpa- ...Peco...

I could hear "Peco" being said rather loudly from my grandpa. The car went into a drive-through. A cartoon-y chicken was on the side of the building. I realized that this was a chicken fast-food restaurant. They ordered, but then parked the car at the entrance. I found this weird but went along with it. We entered the building and saw tables everywhere. I didn't have control of my body as I walked forward, making a turn, and entering another part of the restaurant. The chief was to my left, at his little front-desk area. He was shorter than me, big, dark, and had a weird but nice voice. He put his short, extremely curled hair into a hair-tie and walked away. I watched him go and ended up sitting at a table. There was a small plate-like thing with a napkin. There were sausages on it- the kind you'd have with Sausage & Biscuits. My mom and I sat down and ate a few. I didn't think about where the others were. The cook shows up and sits in front of me, watching us with a goofy grin. He seemed friendly, so I smiled a bit and continues picking at the Sausages. He left after a bit, probably going to another customer. I think I didn't mention this before, but... Not all of them looked "human". Some had pointier ears, some had different than normal skin colors like green or blue, they just looked like they came form a fairy tale. My mom wasn't beside me anymore, she just vanished. I still acted normal and got up, suddenly getting this painfully nervous feeling. Sorta like when your about to write a note to your loved one saying your running away. I had a pen with me, and reached for a blue sticky note. A guy had walked in, though, and I quickly pulled away, hiding the pen. My heart hurt more and I was super nervous. He walked around a bit away in front of me, checking things before turning and heading back down the hall. By this point, even the layout changed. It no longer looked like a weird restaurant, it looked like the layout of a home from one of my old dreams. I crumpled the note I was writing and put down the pen. I couldn't write the note. I needed something to lean on or else my legs would give, so I stumbled forward and leaned on a table (or whatever it was. My grandparents have one, so I'll post a pic). I heard footsteps and I saw a mans chest. I didn't bother looking up as he gently leaned me against his chest. I heard a gentle, shy voice say:

????- Y-you look really sad so j-just stay here..?

He made it sound like a request. I gathered enough strength to look up, a pained look on my face. I saw his worried, saddened expression looking down at me with a blush. His short, curly black hair covering his forehead (somehow I knew him and the guy from before were brothers, and that this one liked me). I let my head drop back to his chest and just stayed like that. My eyes closed for a bit before I felt him move back, and someone place a crumpled paper in my hand. I open my eyes in shock, the pain gone for a second, and look up. The one who walked in on me before I could write the note was there, giving me a sorta blank-harsh look. I looked at my hand and saw the crumpled blue note. How had it left my hand? I look back up to see the shy guy gone, and the other one walking backwards.

???- Are you happy now?

He said in a harsh tone. My heart began to hurt again, watching him walk back into the dark hallway with that face still watching me. Never changing. I wanted to chase him, but all I could do is hold my fist that was clutching the note to my chest, looking up at him once more and back down. I looked back up again and he was still walking. Slowly. Painfully slowly. His face hadn't changed expressions. That's when I woke up.

".... My heart still hurts... It was so real... I... I loved him...?"