In Love With A Criminal (Christopher Velez)

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The next day

November 3rd, 2017.

I woke up screaming.

Alan was in my dreams again. It's the second night in a row he's been in my dreams.

After me and Yashua woke up from a small nap, i managed to go back into my room. My vagina was in pain and is still in great pain. I took a shower and did my business before going to sleep.

I dreamed about homecoming and i hadn't dreamed about that night for a long time. We were at that old house and instead of Richard shooting Alan then and there, they took him and took me also.

Then all of a sudden we were in a garage. Alan was tied to a chair and i had my wrists and ankles tied up and on the floor. Richard had came in and started telling Alan things and instead of Alan getting shot and me not looking, i was watching & Richard slits his neck with a pocket knife. All i knew is that someone was holding my head so i wouldn't turn away but i just don't know who.

Yashua ran into my room and asked me what happened. I was so in shock that i couldn't manage to get any words out my mouth and again, i started to cry like an idiot.

He sat next to me and hugged me while i cried in his arms. I'm just so confused why i had that dream. My dreams are never this horrible and I've never had a dream this hurtful about Alan.

I buried my face into his neck and i heard Christophers voice asking what was wrong. He placed his thumb under my chin and made me face him.

"Veronica look at me" he said as he removed his thumb.

I looked at him straight in his eyes. My mouth tried getting words out but i just couldn't. I kept crying.

"Hey listen to me. You're okay. Remember what you told me yesterday? We're gonna get through this together?" he said.

I got out of Yashuas arms and ran to my restroom. More tears started coming down cheeks than before but it wasn't because of my dream. Well, it also was because of my dream, but also because of Yashua and Christopher. My heart is literally all over the place and i like them both. How did i let this get so far.

The boys kept knocking on my door telling me to come out. I laid on the floor and kept thinking about what i was gonna do. And i honestly have no clue what to do.

I heard another knock on the door and i heard Yocelyns voice. Fuck. I leaned up and unlocked the door. She came and closed the door shut.

"Are you good? I heard you scream but i thought you were playing with the boys. I never thought the dreams started again" Yocelyn said as she laid next to me.

I just kept staring at the wall. How the fuck am i supposed to tell her that i fucked her daughters uncle.

"Today is the second night" i said.

"Do you need to go talk to the therapist again?" She asked.

I shake my head in no. Going there helped but it's only dreams.

"Yocy" i said.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Please don't let me get lost. You're all I've got since i don't see the girls to often" i said.

"I promise Vee. You'll get better" she said as she stood up. "Come on let's go make some breakfast."

"I just need a few minutes here. I'll be down in a bit."

"Okay. We'll all be downstairs waiting" she said as she opened the door and walked out.

Well shit. My life is a mess. I'm in a love triangle, my best friends killer is closer to me than ever, what else could go wrong? Wait let me shut the hell up.

I got up and brushed my teeth. After that, i got out the bathroom. I brushed my hair because it was nappy. A piece of paper was on my bed. It was from Christopher.

"We need to talk about yesterday. Let me know when. -Christopher"

Fuck. FUCK.

I truly need to stop jinxing myself.

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