My Dream Guy

The Beginning

      Throughout the whole dinner I was staring at the red paint on Violet's hand. I needed to know if she was the one threatening me. I need to know why. I need answers. 

      When her mom called and asked her to come home around 10:00, we left. I don't know what to do anymore. "Parker did you notice the red paint on her hand?"

     "No, do you think she's the one threatening you?" 

     "I don't know. All I could think about was the red paint and all the threats. Maybe she is."

     "But why?"

     "I have no idea."Parker was driving because I was terrified. I didn't know what to do anymore. Someone wants me to stop doing what I love and they say that something will happen if I don't. But what choice do I have I'm going to keep on racing and ignoring the threats that are being dished out to me. I just need some time to process this. I can't wait to take off these clothes and put my pajamas on and lay on the couch and watch a movie. Maybe Parker will lay with me or he'll probably just head to bed. He sleeps a lot.

      When we got home I went to the bathroom to take off the mascara I had put on and my small bit of highlighter which literally did nothing. I heard Parker shuffling through his drawers. I took of the clothes I was wearing and put on some white shorts and my Ewing High Blue Devils hoodie. Then I headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of Mike's Hard Lemonade. I know I'm only 20 years old and you have to be 21 to drink but fuck it, I'm drinking it anyway. My friend bought it for me a while ago and I'm drinking it now. I laid on the couch with a soft, fluffy blanket and turned on the TV. I'm not leaving this couch until it's time to race again. Parker came out of his room in white shorts and a black shirt. He sat by my feet. "Raya, how about you come and lay in my room and watch Youtube videos with me."

      "I'm good here, I just want to watch The Flash on TV and forget about everything that's happening."

      "Alright, but the offer still stands."He got up and went to his room. I chugged my drink and went to get another. Before I knew it, I was out of the drink and I was passed out on the couch. I dreamed about puppies and kittens dancing around the sky. That was weird, I've never had that weird of a dream before in my life. I could feel someone touching my back and my neck but I didn't mind it. I felt safe even though I didn't know what was happening. I tried to open my eyes but they felt like they were glued shut. I just looked around my dream and I felt really lost. I've never dreamed about something so peaceful before. I closed my eyes in the dream. And when I did that my eyes opened in real life. I could see Parker. He was laying next to me and he had his arms wrapped around me. His eyes were closed but he wasn't asleep. He was breathing peacefully. My vision was a little blurry. I tried to move to let Parker know I was awake. I was able to move my arm and jolt his eyes open. The rest of my body was numb, like I was paralyzed. Parker hugged me tighter. I was getting feeling back in my body. I've never been drunk before but, this might be the feeling. Parker got up and went into the hallway. I wasn't on the couch anymore. I don't know how I got into Parker's bed. "Don't get up Raya, just lay back down."

      "Why?"

      "You don't remember what happened last night?"

      "No, what happened?"

      "You were laying on the couch and then you ran to the bathroom and puked your guts out."

      "Oh. I probably ate something that didn't agree with me, like dairy."

      "No you were drunk or something."

      "Yea, I had a few."

      "I put you in my bed so I could take care of you and I figured it would be easier that way."