Stories based on dreams

Hanaki(13+)

Hey this one isn't based on a dream oh wow
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I believe that nothing is impossible. Not even time travel or other cool stuff like that. You see, when an idea is born it is either imaginative or relative. Imaginative ideas are the ones that don't exist yet, it's your duty to make them reality. Relative ideas are already reality, all the hard work is done for you. But even if it's scientifically impossible for your imaginative idea to become reality, it's still in your imagination. Imagination is pretty close to reality so in my book that means the idea can exist and will exist.

That's when when I had the idea that dating my best friend, Natalie, would be kinda cool I thought I had a chance. The idea that she could love me too was one that was on my mind constantly. I made multiple theories about what her confession would be like... all those theories were debunked when I started throwing up amaryllises.
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Breathe, Ava, breathe. Get out this last one, and then you're done.
The flower painfully made its way up my throat with a lot of gagging. It's colorful pink petals stained with the red of blood. I gathered all of the bloodied flowers together into a nice bouquet and placed them in a vase. That makes this situation a bit better. Now to clean my shower.

As I scrubbed the blood and petals off my shower floor, I got a call from Natalie.

"Heyyyy, girl! Wassup??" She said in the cutest little voice.
"Nothin' much, just doing some house work."
"That sucks! Want me to come over and help?"
"Nah, I'd rather you'd not see sheets stained with period blood."
"Oh god, you're right I don't want to see that..."
"Told you! Talk to you later!"
"Bye!"
"Love you!"
".....love you too, Ava?"

I throw my phone across the floor, cringing away from it. Oh gosh, why did I say that? It was like habit, but the way I said it oh no!
I pick up my phone and yep, it's cracked. That's wonderful.
+++time skip brought to you by flowers🌸+++
After everything was all cleaned up, I decided to meet up with Natalie at the mall. I was a little late, and when I arrived she was flirting with this guy. He wasn't attractive to say the least, but I'm not here to judge. I'm apparently just here to cry because that's why my body wants me to do right now. A few tears fall from my eyes as she kisses the guy on his cheek and giggles. Oh that giggle... it's so cute!

I wipe away my tears, and head to the bathroom to splash water on my face. I get a text from Natalie along with a picture of her and the guy.

"Sorry to bail on you but I just found this cute dude here and he's taking me home! See you tomorrow ❤️"
"You're gonna hook up with him? He's not even that cute"
"I'll have you know that I like his personality and he says he's like 7 inches so how could I resist"

The thought of that mans' penis going even near my Natalie is disgusting to me. I start retching, and soon I'm full on throwing up. At this point the pain is too much and I'm crying. I enter a coughing fit while trying to throw up what seems like a entire fields worth of amaryllises. The petals fall out my mouth as I cough and then the stem. I pick up the stem and take a good hard look at it.
"That's why it hurt so much... this flower came with thorns. "
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It's too much for me to handle. I can imagine Natalie moaning with that man and not with me. It makes me sad inside, but my face says otherwise as I smile along with my family as we watch a movie. Natalie would have loved this movie, I think with a small smile on my face. And just like that I start to cough.
"In going to get some water, be right back!"
I cough into my hand, staining it with blood and a stray petal.

Rushing to the kitchen, I lean over the sink and let the flowers explode out my mouth in a flurry of petals, thorns, and heartbreak. I must make a lot of noise, because my brother comes rushing in looking concerned.
"Ava?! Oh god, you're throwing up , are you ok-" he stops when he sees the flowers, " but Ava... Who wouldn't like a person like you?"

"Natalie apparently." I say coughing. His eyes widen, I hadn't come out to him or anyone yet.

"I'm taking you to the hospital."
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Natalie pov
Ava hasn't come to school in a while, it's starting to get boring here without my best friend. She's so nice and caring, I would never ever do anything to hurt her.
After a week passed with not seeing her, I start to realize how much I care about her. Nearly every thought I have is comprised of 'is Ava ok' or 'why isn't she at school'. I wonder why this is, and just chalk it up to the impressive bond we have because we've been friends for 7 years.

I call the Holten's house phone number and get her brother, Joe.
"Holten household. "
"Joe, why isn't Ava in school?"
"...."
"JOE"

"Oh um... Ava hasn't been feeling really well. She has the stomach flu and is throwing up left and right."
"Oh that's too bad! I'm going to go over there and make my famous chicken noodle soup!"
"Wait no-"
I hang up.

No one is stopping me from seeing Ava's beautiful face.
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I step into the house, and strangely all the lights are off. Thankfully I've had the key to this house for ages. I set down the grocery bags I was carrying and head down the hallway to Ava's room. The TV isn't even on in the living room, and there's no noise from Ava's room...
I call Joe.
"Natalie, now isn't a good time-"
"Where are you guys? I'm at the house!"
" oh"
"That's right! I expect you back here soon! I want to see Ava! I haven't seen her in ages, and I'm really missing her face and her personality! You know I really care about her right..." I go on and on rambling, before I hear a car pull up into the driveway.
Looking outside, I see Joe stepping out of the car, helping Ava out of the car door. Wait... Ava!

Stepping over a few grocery bags, I race out the front door and hug her.
"Omg I was so worried about you! Are you getting any better?"
"Yeah, I'm better now. No need to worry," Ava said, her voice almost devoid of any emotion," what are you even doing here, Natalie?"
I wipe off a few of the tears that escaped from my eyes without my knowledge.

"Why? Well, I missed you, you silly goose!"
Ava smiled at the nickname, though it looked kind of forced, "I have to tell you something though, in private."

"Sure, Natalie. Whatever you want."

Ava's POV
She still doesn't know. I swear she's the most naive girl I've ever met, she sees all the vases of bloody amaryllises in my room, but she doesn't question it? I have no idea what I saw in her before.
Joe's still hovering over me like I'm some kind of child, even though I've expressed that I'm fine multiple times.
Oh, and Natalie finally made up her mind. She told me she was in love with me, and that she hopes I feel the same way. I told her to wait. I had to think about this.

Will I lead her on, pretending I still have feelings or not?

"I love you too, I always have," and with that I kiss her. She melts into my kiss, causing me to halfway carry her as we do a little frenching. When she starts to moan into the kisses I'm giving her, I decide now is a good place to stop.

"I love you, Ava! See you tomorrow at school!" She yells as she walks out the door.

"So. You're just going to lead her on?" Joe asks.
"I have no other choice."
"You could've just rejected her. I'm sure she would've been fine."
"If you think that, then you don't know Natalie like I do."

Should I continue this?