Forbidden - Lashton

Chapter 4 - ashton

I was sitting down at a small round table, drinking tea while looking off to the balcony, I had a friend with me named Calum. I met Calum through Micheal and ever since then, we've been great friends but ever since the argument me and Luke had a few weeks ago, everything seemed out of place.

Calum started to talk to me less and less everyday but I didn't notice as much because I had Michael with me to entertain me. Then one day, I started to open my eyes and realize that things weren't the way they used to be so I decided to open up to Calum about it and he arrived and we started to chat.

"Ashton. You're a great guy, it's just— I think you should take it down a notch, you know?"  Calum had said as he stopped to look at me and lean forward in the chair he was in.

I set down my cup on the table and looked at him back in confusion. "What do you mean?"

He dropped his head and sighed "I mean, I know what happened with you and Luke, he told me everything. You should've at least let him explain himself, but you didn't."

"Luke told you? Everything? Are you going to tell us off then?"

"No, I'm not going to tell you off. I'm telling you to lay off a little. You're stressed. If you haven't noticed, I stopped talking to you because of it. It's all you would ever talk about, being king an all. It's probably best if we don't talk to each other for now." He started to get up from his chair and waited for me to say something.

"Wait. What do you mean by that? You're saying you don't want to be friends anymore? I can't loose you too. Please, I'll stop venting my feelings, I'll stop doing all things you don't like, just don't leave me. I feel like everyone is leaving me." I quickly got up from my chair and grabbed his shoulders. His face was calm but he was also scared. He tried removing my hands from his green royal suit coat but I didn't let go.

"I didn't say I was leaving you. I just think you need time on your own and seeing you like this, you definitely do. This isn't how a prince acts nor a king in front of guests, or anyone for that matter." He finally pried off my hands as I loosened them. He straightened up himself and headed out the door without another word and just left me there with my mouth slightly open.

Who am I kidding... he's right. I'm acting like a child but I cant help it. I just lost all respect from my family, I lost my best friend and now I lost Calum. Who else will I loose next? Hopefully not Michael, he's all I got left. I was left to deal with all my problems on my own.

There's only one option I could be using right now, it's not the best but I have to take that chance. I have to run away from home. It's been the only thing I've been doing these past couple of years except leaving for far way more days.

I left through the door Calum came through and walked down the marble hallway. Each step I took was sounded by a click, my breathe was isolated all the sudden, everything felt foggy. I placed my hand on the golden doorknob and swung it open. Michael was standing by a table, holding a glass cup in his hand but dropped it as soon as he heard me suddenly walking in. The glass was shattered all over the floor but I wasn't looking at that.

Michael said a few words to me, cursing under his breathe but I couldn't hear. I told him, "I'm leaving from the end of this week. Tell nobody." And then I turned on my heel and started for the opened door.

Michael looked at me with a sad face and quickly ran up to me in front. "You can't possibly be going out alone. I'm going with you."

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I stepped out into the balcony that was in my bedroom. The air inside was really getting to me and I needed fresh air to breathe in. The moon was set above and everything outside was dark. I had my hands on the railing and was leaning on it when I heard a voice calling out my name. I looked around to see who was calling out but I saw nothing.

The voice sounded desperate, scared, and sad.

I must be hearing things, that's what I thought. I looked once more for the voice, found nothing and went back inside. From all this stress I've been having, surely I must be going crazy. Right?

I shook my head and went over to my dresser to pour some wine into the glass shot. I quickly downed on it and slightly cringed at the taste but hell, it is some good tasting wine though.

I sat on my bed and looked at the clock. The clock started to spiral and started going fast. I looked away and put a hand to my forehead.

From all that whiskey I had earlier with Calum, must be getting to me.

Maybe I should lay down, where it's comfy and cozy and makes you never want to get up.

My eyelids started to close and suddenly I was in an alleyway. It was dark. There was trash scattered all around the ground. It was raining and you could see puddles forming, seeing as each drop it made onto it, would splash. There was yelling, there was kicking and then it was silent.

There was no yelling, there was no kicking, it was silent. It was like something in the air died.

Everything faded. This was the second lucid dream I've had.

Is this connected to the first dream I had?

Are these dreams trying to tell me I'm in danger?
But danger from what? What could anyone possibly want with me.

To be continued...