21: No Need to Sing Kumbaya

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Chapter 21:
No Need to Sing Kumbaya [Edited]

"I had a crazy dream," I whisper to Theo, who's already in the middle of changing. I keep my gaze elsewhere, trying to give him some privacy but he seems to not care much about that. Somehow he woke up earlier than I did, but fell asleep after me.

He finishes slipping on his shirt before directing his attention towards me, leaning on his dresser. "What about?"

"The crash related dream," I reply softly and he instantly knew what I meant. I didn't care for it at first, I mean they're just dreams after all. Now that I get them more frequently, I can't help but think something's wrong with me.

"Were you dreaming of the same thing?" He asks curiously, folding his arms over his chest as he leans in slightly to listen. He's listened to most of my dreams, knowing that it makes me feel better when I talk about it.

"No. Well kind of yeah, but this one felt different. This was different." I pause, trying to gather my thoughts before speaking so it would make sense. "I was in the hospital again, I know it was my mom's voice while she was talking to me again. But this time I woke up."

"What do you mean woke up?"

"Like, like I opened my eyes. My eyes were open but I couldn't see. It was all blurry but at the same time I could kind of figure out which figure was who. But then there was something there that just made me close my eyes again, and then I think that's when I woke up." I try to explain, but feeling a little frustrated that the words aren't coming out the way I want it to. I can't even make sense of what I'm trying to say.

Theo doesn't say anything yet, all he does is frown. He has this whole thinking face on as he intently stares at me, which makes me squirm slightly. He seems to notice because he suddenly stops the staring and decides to pace around his room, picking things up here and there.

"I think you're having some kind of trauma from the crash, Aurora. Didn't you have a concussion?" He asks, but I know he already knew the answer to it. I nod anyway. "I think you should see a doctor, get it checked out."

I immediately shake my head in protest. It hasn't gotten super serious yet, I don't need to go. "That's not- that isn't necessary."

"But it is." His frown deepens, raising his voice slightly as if that'll get his point across. "You keep getting these dizzy spells, weird dreams, headaches."

I snort at his list of things that are wrong with me, the only real mildly concerning thing is the dizziness. "You forget that I'm an insomniac with poor hydration habits. I'm not going to spend hundreds of dollars for them to send me home with what? Over the counter headache meds and telling me I'm over exaggerating and being too worried."

Before he gets to say anything else I quickly continue on to further prove my point. "Everyone has crazy dreams, hell I've had dreams way crazier than this. I get four hours of sleep on a daily basis, if my body doesn't get affected by that then I'll be worried. As for the dizziness, I probably don't drink enough water, that's all."

"Look." He gives me this gaze of what seems like dissatisfaction, and that he clearly disagrees with my thought process. "Isn't it weird that it's only happening right now? The hospital dreaming, being dizzy, all of it. I'd rather you be safe than sorry, Aurora."

I sigh, running a hand down my face in frustration. I know he's trying to help and he's worried, but he's being too worried for no reason. "How about, if I experience any of those things another few times, I'll go to the doctor."

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