Little Organization Mix: Book 1; The Beginnings

Chapter 5: Care about you

JESY’S POV

I suddenly awoke to find myself lying on the ground, a bright light shining in my face and Leigh-Anne’s tear-streaked face peering down at me.  The sight of her brought such a flood of relief to me that I almost smiled.  She was okay even if the blonde from my dream wasn’t, she was here and she was fine.  Then I realized that she was not fine, she was crying.  I bolted upright even though it brought pain to my entire body just as she wrapped her arms around me in a hug.

I was confused, “Leigh-Anne? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” I coughed.

She pulled away letting me sit up on my own, “No silly” She sniffed, “What’s wrong with you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You were shaking and crying and mumbling ‘No’ in your sleep.”  She sniffed again.  “I was trying to wake you up but you wouldn’t budge.  I thought something was wrong.  You sounded like you were in agony.”  She rubbed at her wet eyes, “I thought you were dying or something.”

It was only then that I realized that I too had tears spilling from my eyes and was having trouble catching my breath.  I guess that the dream had a huge effect on me.  I never would have known how much they disturbed me if Leigh-Anne hadn’t pointed out what I was doing in my sleep.  I always thought I just reacted after the dreams.

“I’m sorry Leigh,” I said looking at her and how frightened she seemed.  It was strange how much my own emotions affected her.  “It was just a dream . . .” I trailed off not knowing if I should tell her what it was about.  After all I’d dreamed about her, not knowing she really existed and here she was.  What if the other girls I dreamed of were real too?  And what did it mean if they were?  I’d dreamed of Leigh-Anne dying but she seemed fine now.  Would something happen to the blonde girl or do my dreams mean nothing?

Hmmm, something felt different about the dream though.  This one left me with an urgent feeling . . . Like I had to do something about it.  But what?

“Jesy? Are you sure you’re okay?” Leigh-Anne looked like she was going to be sick on my behalf.

“I’m fine.” I lied quickly, not wanting to cause her more pain.  I really didn’t get why it felt like I meant a lot to her.  We just met after all.  I thought I only felt like I knew her because of the dreams but she seemed to feel the same attraction I did.  Unless she had dreams about me too . . .

“Well let’s go then.  It’s already gotten really cold and bitter.” She started standing then offered me a hand up.

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LEIGH-ANNE’S POV

The walk to the hallow tree trunk was about fifteen minutes long.  It took an extra five minutes with me trying to support Jesy as she stumbled along.

I was rattling with cold even though I was moving a lot.  Jesy did not depend too much on me but the going was slow as her body was still sore from the shock.