Sweet Dreams, Violent Nightmares, and Everything in Between

In Your Dreams pt. 2

I wake up.

Heart racing. Sweat pouring. Eyes wide open. Only one thing in my mind: AAAHHHHHH DID SHE REALLY JUST SAY THAT WHY WOULD SHE SAY THAT WHY WHY MY DICK IS SO HARD SKCKSKNC

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“Okay now I know for sure that she isn’t real.” Takeshi declared, slurping up ramen.

“What? Why?”

“Because only your wormy brain could think about something like  that.”

He actually has a point. Maybe my mind is more perverted than I thought. We went home from school, I ate dinner, did my homework, brushed my teeth, and went to bed and my heart was feeling sort of guilty of having such thoughts. But of course there’s still a chance, a small one, that it’s real. So I sleep.

But I couldn’t. Now I’m working myself up again about potentially meeting Suki in the dream that may or may not be even real WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. I’m nervous again and it’s keeping me awake. It’s eleven o’clock. I’m missing dream time with Suki. So I went into my parent’s medicine cabinet to take a sleeping pill. No biggy.

And minutes after taking the pill I feel the whole weight of my body fall into dense waters. I’m dreaming now. I swim up the water and still I find myself in school. Now instead of roofs, the top of the building are muffins. And now the students are various aquatic animals like seals, walruses, and otters. I wondered why but then I noticed that almost every part of the ground was actually large bodies of water.

“You’re a bit late!” Said Suki, riding a flying dolphin. “Hop in!” We rode the dolphin who’s voice was vocaloid to the top of the muffins where we sat and ate.

“Hey I’m sorry about last night” Suki apologized. “That was really stupid of me, I guess I thought it would be okay since we’re in a dream. And we liked each other.”

“It’s okay…don’t work yourself up. How about…we hold hands instead?” By this point I don't care if she's really Suki, or my mental projection of her.

She timidly extended her hand and I held it. Even if we were in a dream, it felt so real. It was warm and smooth. She caressed the back of my hand with her fingers. And we watched as a flock of dolphins in a V-shape formation fly into the vaporwave sunset.

I turned to her, and saw, she was blushing. Why is this a dream? Why can't I just be brave enough to ask the real or Suki in real life?

"Hey...you look pretty worried in a place full of flying dolphins." She said, standing up. "I know! Let's go on a date!"

My long time crush just asked me on a date (well I know it's a dream but let me enjoy this). "That would awesome!" I smile, brighter than the smile I show in real life.

"Where do you want to go?" She asked.

"Uuhh..a...café?"

"Pffft that's generic and cliché,Shiro. WE'RE IN A DREAM! We can go have a date in Hitler's anus if we wanted to."

"Please don't"

"Weaksauce... how about there?" She pointed at the water below.

I stood up, brushing the muffin crumbs off my ass.

"On three?" I ask.

"On three." She said grabbing my palm.

One.

Two.

Three.

We jump off the roof falling straight down to the aquatic paradise. And everything down here was glowing with bioluminescent organisms like a night club. Everything was puslsing to a rhythm that was coming from deep below.