22 Days|✔️

Dreams

Declan and I were driving to a lake. Music started blasting. I felt relieved. Like a wave rushed over me right when the music began. I felt happy whenever I was with him and I never wanted that happiness to leave me.

I never wanted him to leave me.

He put his arm around me and smiled looking longingly into my eyes "what?" I wondered. My voice sounded strange, it didn't fit me. "You're beautiful, you know that?" He laughed, it echoed through the now silent road. As soon as Declan started looking at me, the music stopped. I smiled at him and he turned his attention to the road. Suddenly a cold dark voice whispered in my ear "you will never live, doctors can't find a cure for things like that. You know justas well as I do that you will die no matter what. Declan won't be able to stop that. You need to leave him before you both lose each other. He isn't helping you. NOTHING CAN HELP YOU VERA!" The voice chided. "shut up mom!" I shouted into the sky. Declan was driving onto the dock reaching the water. "Declan stop," I urged.

He didn't.

"STOP DECLAN!!" I cried, my voice turned quiet. I couldn't even hear myself. I yelled again, no sound came out. I moved my mouth violently trying to speak, nothing worked. We reached the lake and Declan kept driving, a smile painted his face. The car dipped into the water, I looked into the driver seat and Declan vanished into dust. I bent down to see if I could grab anything to break the windows. I realized that there was nothing in this car except for seats and the car's parts needed for driving. Declan's car is messy, this isn't Declan's car...what happened?! I frantically tried to kick the window but my feet and legs felt heavy. As if someone or something was trying to pull them back down and keep them there.

I couldn't lift them.

I pulled my elbow up to the window but it was yanked back down. It felt as though a fifty pound weight was pulling it down. I just sat there helplessly waiting for the car to fully sink just so I could open the door and try to swim to shore. Maybe mom's right. No, she can't be!

The car was at the bottom of the lake. I opened the door and I tried to swim to shore. I couldn't move, I was stuck on the floor of the lake. My lungs felt heavy as well, I tried to continue holding my breath but I just couldn't, I was weak and sore. Water filled my lungs. The last thing I saw was my mom's taunting face and Declan's laughing at me.

Then I was awake. Breath returned to my lungs and I felt all the stress and worry leave my being. "Thank God, I tried to wake you, you're crying love. Are you okay? What happened? Did you have a bad dream?" He's so worried. It's adorable. I felt a tear drop reach my lips. It was salty and full of sorrow. I am crying! "I-well, I did have a bad dream. Awful and terrible doesn't even begin to describe it." He nodded, allowing me to continue. I explained to him my dream that felt so real it was horrible-more than that-terrifying.

Declan grabbed me and pulled me close to him. "Sweetheart, you do know that I would never do that to you," he asked me. I nodded looking down. "Right?" "yeah," I answered. He took my sunglasses off and wiped away my tears, I smiled at him. "Let's get you home love."

He drove up to his driveway and parked his car. He got out of the car and came over to my side and opened the car door. Declan walked me to my front door and gave me a quick kiss telling me to open my balcony doors whenever I needed to talk to someone or to see him. I nodded and opened the front door greeting Jenna as I walked in. "Hey honey, your eyes look bloodshot, are you okay?" she wondered. "Yeah Jen, I'm fine" I answered. "You don't seem fine, what's the matter?"Jenna questioned, concern was evident in her voice.

I sighed as I walked away from her walking up the steps to my bedroom. I laid on my bed just staring at the ceiling contemplating the reason as to why I had that dream. Just go take a nice warm shower and forget about it for now. I opened my closet and took a pair of sweatpants and a tank top in my hands. Before I went into my bathroom, I took a quick glance into Declan's room. His light was off and the room seemed empty. I shrugged and walked in to the bathroom to take my shower.

I began getting undressed, I could feel the sand from the beach sticking to me as I took off my swimsuit. I managed to turn the water on, waiting for it to get hot, I removed the remains of any makeup-I was only wearing waterproof mascara and a little bit of concealer-As I rubbed my face with the damp makeup wipe, I could see the steam forming on the wall-length mirror. Finally, I had taken all my makeup off and sighed as I stepped into the shower closing the glass door behind me. I get my best ideas and thoughts in the shower so I decided to wonder more about the dream.

So much for forgetting about it Vera. I thought slightly laughing to myself. The water sprayed my skin, it was hot and it opened my mind to endless possibilities. Does this dream mean that I really won't make it? Was it just letting me know that I wouldn't last? Because of the cold whisper from my mom, I can't help but think that! It scared me, I knew I only had a limited time to live but the realization just hit me as the water pelted me like little warm rockets. I probably wouldn't make it at this rate. Was what my mom said right?
-
-
-
Sorry I've been so behind in writing this, my classes got in the way. I hope to be more active but I can't promise you anything. I hope you liked this chapter!
-
-
QOTD: what is your favorite sport team (any sport: baseball, volleyball, football, soccer, basketball, lacrosse, etc.)