*Christians P.O.V*
Hours went by. It was impossible, I can’t forget her. I can’t bring myself to forget her. Her face, her hair, her eyes. Her.
What was I supposed to do? She’s just a dream. A hallucination. She isn’t real.
I won’t see her again. I won’t see her ever.
This fucking sucks.
“Christian, we need to go! One of my patients is having a problem. I can drop you off to soccer on the way to my office.”
My mom was a child psychologist, the kind that was so into her job she would trade me to keep her career ‘til her grave.
I grabbed my soccer stuff, runners, and jacket and headed out the door.
Will I ever be free?
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In Your Dreams
Teen FictionMasie and Christian. They didn't know each other. Hell, they didn't even know if they both actually existed. So how come they found each other in their dreams?
