Daydreamer Memories (Book 1 in the daydreamer trilogy)

Chapter 7

I’m back home in my apartment bedroom again. I know I’m dreaming and I welcome it I don't want to wake up and deal with what could have happened to me, this dream feels different to my normal dreams, it's hardly like a dream at all more like another time.

"Izzie are you in there come out, are you felling ok, I'm so happy I got through I was so scared that asshole was going to hurt you and all I could do was watch and scream!!!"

I stare at the closed door before me, trying to figure out who it really is on the other side. My eyes water as I forget to blink trying to use my mind to see the other side. Well I am dreaming after all, it is just my imagination.

"Isac?"

Getting up and opening my door I see my brother standing in front of me with a worried and angry look on his face, he looks like Drew when he's angry.....don’t get carried away your just dreaming Izzie this is not real!!!! I know I keep telling myself this but I don't think I believe it anymore there is something really strange going on. I now it was Isac I felt stroke my cheek in the garden and made me calm even though I was about to be raped and had no real hope off anyone coming to help me, it's the same calm I feel here in this dream and I could stay here forever with him!!

"Yes Izzie it's me.....come sit with me, I’m so happy your ok I could kill the  asshole Stuart I can't believe he would do this!!!!"

We sit on my couch in my lounge and I’m just staring at Isac trying to get my head around this dream. Everything that has just happened to me comes flooding back and I begin to sob loudly and hysterically. Isac grabs me and pulls me onto his lap I lay my head on his shoulder and continue to sob his touch is comforting and I can feel myself calming down. I feel calmer now and I have to ask questions I need to know what is going on!!

"Isac, what is happening, am I dead is that why you are here I feel you, I know you’re not a figment of my imagination anymore but I don't understand"

He strokes my hair for a while, he hasn't answered my question, and I don't push either I love being able to feel him again.

"No you’re not dying our link is stronger now!"

Pulling me down so he can look into my eyes he smiles.

"You are dreaming, right now you're body is in the hospital and you are sedated so we have plenty of time to talk, you’re spirit is here. It’s going to be hard for you to understand and I need you to trust me...I will tell you the basic's but you need to talk to our parents to find out the why's ok"

I nod I don't understand at all and I don't think I will even when he does explain!!

"We are special Iz......all twins have a bond, we are descirbed as one soul split in two, one knows what the other is feeling or even what they are going to say, sort of like a sixth sense. You and I are the same but we are also completely different, we have a gift!"

His eyes roam over my face searchingfor understanding so I nod again.

"I suppose you can think of it as some kind of magic... there’s a history but mum and dad can explain that...all I know is that we are the only ones who can do this and there’s a reason as to why we can."

Do what??? I don't understand is he a ghost or a spirit just waiting here until I fall asleep so he can talk to me...sensing my confusion he puts me down and walks towards the window. He wipes the window with his sleeves and whispers something. I can't hear what he is saying but I can't believe my eyes. The window has turned a milky colour other than transparent like it should be, it's like trying to look through a cloud... walking over I can see an image forming in the window. It’s like the window has turned into a TV screen and I see Drew sleeping in a chair and beside him my father is standing and staring off into space with an anxious look on his face. There in a hospital room.