A Dream.

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"WakeUp, WakeUp, it's a brand new dayy..."

I opened my eyes, pulled myself up and sat on the bed. The alarm was still ringing. It was 6 a.m. in the morning.

I looked around and found everything usual.

"Was James a dream?" I asked myself.

A man, with a proper name and appearance that wasn't blurry, the conversation between us, was all a lie? A dream?


But I was sure that I had a good sleep last night. So, I didn't feel it was a matter to panick about. It might be a dream.


Then I realised I was getting late for college. I got ready, arranged all my assignments and left for college. 

*At College*


"Joanne, Joanne!" I called her from behind.


"Hey, how you feel now?" She asked.


"Better, I listened to music, had the chocolate and I had a good sleep ya know-" 

I was about to tell her about my dream when somebody patted from behind and momentarily freaked me.

I wanted to turn, to see who is was but that guy held me from turning. 

And then...


"Good morning", greeted the voice,

The voice I love to listen to, Edward Harrison. This automatically brought a smile on my face.


"Good Morning Mr. Edd Harrison, I see you are getting bolder day by day", I taunted as I turned to face him.


"I missed you, I really missed you, 

 I am sorry about your parents, ya know, I was so worried, you left the class so hurriedly that day, I feared if anything happened to you, then you did not attend the classes for a week, I don't even have your phone number to just ring you up and ask about your whereabouts, then yesterday I couldn't come because of some emergency, you know how difficult it was for me to wait till this morning and prepare to confront you?"


"Edd, Edd, calm down, I am here buddy, just take a breath young man", I told him.


But, something was not so usual or better to say, pleasantly unusual. He was worried about me, to such an extent. It's funny, he literally prepared himself to confront me, seems he did not have the courage to ask me how I was, how can boys be so soft? 

He literally thought of calling me but he did not have my phone number-


"Wait, my phone number!" I spoke out.


"What, your phone number?" Edd asked in a confused tone.


"No, nothing, just note down my number, so that next time you don't get any panic attack for not being able to contact me", saying this, I grinned.

He looked into my eyes and smiled.

Then he took down my number.


Joanne was standing infront of us all the time, staring at us like a statue.

"So, you guys may continue, I'm leaving", she blushed while saying this.


"Hey, Joanne listen, wha-"


She ran away before I could complete my sentence. Why did she blush? Was she perceiving these in some other way? Or was I wrong about my feelings throughout? One week I didn't see Edd and I was pleased the moment I heard him. Am I attracted towards him? But he is my friend, though no less attractive...


"So, I must leave now, we will meet soon, are you coming tomorrow?" Edd asked.


"Yes, yes, I will come", I replied.

*Evening*


I reached home, without knocking at the doors, I entered the house and sat in solitude.

I switched on the television searching for some entertainment to sustain the lonely night.

While changing channels I spotted my residential street name flashing, must be something what I need to know.


The News Headlines read: 

"Two workers found dead at the Dophersy Science and Technology Association campus, in the early hours of the day. Murderer escapes."

Murder? Like what happened to my step parents?

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