The Wedding Disaster

The dream started this all

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 Even though i fell asleep in peace my mind had gone crazy. I didnt quite sleep in peace anymore. I didnt sleep well at all.I had that same dream. That same recurring dream that just kind of sticks with you. I was running. Running for my life, or so it seemed. I was running from someone. It was raining. And dark. Darker than a hole 1000 feet deep without the sun. It was darker than a the night sky around midnight. In fact it was about midnight. The rain was soiling my dress and i. Or what remained of my dress. It was tattered. The only thing left of my form fitting mermaid style dress was the top.. just above the butt. The whole bottom was gone. And the top was slowly decreasing aswell. The person chasing kept yelling for me. Like as if they were looking for me. Was he?

The man chasing me was much bigger than me, almost bigger than Sawyer, he kept yelling that he was going to find me and that there was no use for me to be hiding. I was running, and then the next thing i knew was that i was eating a face full of dirt. the mud had caked me from head to toe. The second i looked up and wiped the mud off my face i was almost focused on the face of the man that was chasing me. 

"Babe! Babe! Babe! Wake up!" 

I was officially awake. And it had felt like i had just finished the Boston Marathon. 

"Jane? Are you here? Are you okay? You kept tossing and turning and screaming. Are you Okay? Do you need to talk about it?" 

With some comfort i told saywer what was going on. He wrapped his arm around me and i snuggled into the crook of his kneck and began telling him about my dream. 

" Ever since you were gone i have had the recurring dream. Its not the best dream either. Its actually quite scary. So we go through our wedding. I walk down the isle, we get married. we have an amaing party and celebrate us. Then on our honeymoon in our room as we begin the night we lay down. I sit up and get a little something our of my bedside droor and when i turn around your dead. you have been stabbed. The culprit is standing above you with a grin, but i cant see his face. He is wearing a mask, and he is holding a blood covered knife in his hand. I quickly run out of the room and run down to the beach.

On the beach i run for about two miles, good thing i have been running a lot! then i realize you can see the tiny footprints of my shoes. And as soon as i realize that i loose my shoes. My wet dress is so heavy that i begin letting it drag on the ground and it starts to rip. The whole bottom of my dress is gone and i can see parts of it hanging off of the branches of low shrubs. I keep running and as soon as the rain begins to pick up i slip,fall,trip or something and im down in the mud. Just caked. And then the man is standing over me and then i wake up. Or like tonight you wake me up." 

Sawyer sat up and ran his fingers through my hair and put the palm of his hand on my face with his fingers running through my hair pushing it behind my ears. He began talking to me about how the dream was only my nervs getting the best of me. He was proably right. He then being the hopless romantic sang to me. 

"Marry me Juliet, you'll never have to be alone I love you and that's all I really know I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress It's a love story baby just say... yes" 

He sounded even better than Taylor Swift herself. with that putting me to sleep we both slept effortlessly. 

The aroma of food filled the pale colored room i was in. The hum of the ocean and the breeze coming in the window brought in the aroma of food and sea salt. It was amazing. After putting pants on and a shirt i walked my tired body to the kitchen. I walked down the gold hallway separating parts of my house. The aroma seemed to carry me to the corner. I stopped to admire the wonderful huband i had making breakfast for me. He had his headphones in and by the looks of it her was listening to NSYNC. He was singing into the wisk,spatula, and into the cups.

He was so funny, i could have sat at that corner for hours. But, instead i slowly walked up behind hima and hugged him. Laying my head right under the tattoos on his back. The angle wings were right above my head and when i hugged him he tensed up. Then sluggishly he untensed. When i released he turned around and embelished me with a kiss. I made some coffee and then we sat down for breakfast.  

"Just a wonderful breakfast for a wonderful bride-to-be!" 

i blushed and nugged him with my elbow. He scooted in and we ate the wonderful breakfast on the beach. The waves were nice. The sun was already out and it was only 8 in the morning. The wind was minimal and the sand was warm. We snuggled and ate breakfast in somewhat of silence. And then they came.