As the school year started, I was pulled out of school because my parents decided to take care of my grandmother. We moved from Washington to Indiana and I never stopped dreaming of Jay.
3 months later, and it's December. I never really thought Winter was that cold, but my mom insisted that I put a coat on before I leave the house.
I tried to get out as much as I could, it was better than being forced to do chores, and today I really wanted a smoothie. So, I walked the 30 minutes downtown, and got one.
I took a seat in the cafe and looked out the window with a blank look on my face. I could hear girls whispering about me. They were awfully loud, I think they wanted me to hear them, but I couldn't be bothered to listen.
I closed my eyes and imagined a sound that always brought me joy.
Jay laughed as I tackled him to the ground with a hug. "Marco!" He exclaimed as I kissed him all over his face.
"Ja-"
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Jay laughing.
I heard it, but it wasn't inside my head this time. I snapped my head to the right, almost giving myself whiplash, and I made eye contact with him.
Jay.
He was a couple tables away from me laughing with an older woman and a little girl. Well, he was laughing. As soon as we made eye contact, he choked.
He was hacking and coughing so bad that he had to get help from an employee. After he was able to breathe again, he looked at me with wide eyes. I tried to move my body towards him, but instead I glanced his way one more time and went out the door.
On my walk home, I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest. My vision was blurred by the time I got home, and I couldn't breathe.
Ignoring my moms greeting, I made a b-line for my bedroom and threw off my coat. I was starting to regain thought as I took of my shoes and placed my head between my knees.
'He was really there.' I thought as I walked to my bathroom in a daze and splashed myself with water.
Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes. If I was really dreaming, I would wake up now. I prepared myself for the heartbreak that nevercame.
I wasn't dreaming. Jay was real. And now he knew I was real, too.
