DreamBoy(Official Story)

Chapter Four

I lay on my bed, looking at Amy's Instagram. She really loves her dogs. My finger hovers over the follow button. "Why am I overthinking this? She said to herself that we're friends." I tell myself. "But isn't that too obvious? Will she think I'm thirsty?" I counter-argue. "Literally what reason does she have to ever think that about me? About anyone?" I say back to myself. I'm pacing around my room. My mom must've heard my mental breakdown because she knocks on my door softly.

"Come in," I say calming myself down a bit, but still obviously nervous. "You okay there buddy?" She asks sitting on the side of my bed. I join her and exhale. "There's this girl, Amy." Her eyes widen and sparkle. "A crush?" She gives me a smug look. I blush, embarrassed, and upset. "Are you teasing me?" I say.

"Oh hush up. Tell me about this Amy girl." I show her Amy's Insta. "Aw~ She's adorable." "Yeah. And totally out of my league." I feel a sudden gust of wind leave my lungs. She slapped my back. "OW!" I say laying on my bed while pushing myself up. The pain hit me strongly. "Why did you do that?"

"Stephen Lazure Somnolent. I will not accept that kind of language in my house," I was still confused. "You are a great person. You are growing into a fine young man too. If she can't realize that, then she's not someone worth chasing after." She then stands up and points her index finger in my face. "Don't ever say you're not in anyone's league."

She turns around and leaves. I lay there, still shocked. Okay then...I think to myself. I finally sit up, rubbing my back. "She didn't have to slap my back so hard," I mutter. I pick up my phone and look at Amy's Insta. Screw it. I tap the follow button and turn off my phone.

Later in the evening, it's time for me to go to sleep. I lay my head on my pillow. I fall asleep and I'm greeted with darkness. "What the..." I say. Am I still in the hallway? I walk forward. "How do you know if you're moving forward?" Was that...the light?

"What do you mean?" I ask, still walking. "How do you know you're just not moving backward?" It says. "I don't," I say. "I just have to keep going until I find out." The light doesn't respond. "I see." It finally says and I can feel its presence leave.

Once again, the hallway becomes narrow. I have to squeeze myself through. I suck in all my body mass and walk forward. This feels like it goes on forever. I see a light again. And...Talking? It's faded but it's clear enough to make out what the topic is. I walked closer.

I close my eyes to shield them from the sudden change from dark to light. When my eyes adjust my heart stops. "D-dad...?" I say barely audible. "They can't hear you." The light speaks. "What is this place?" I ask, still staring with amazement and confusion.

"These are people's memories of your father." It says. I walk forward. He looks about my age and was standing over a girl. "Amarie..." He says. That's my mom! "Yes, Lazure..?" She responds. She looks into his eyes anticipatedly. "Do you maybe wanna...go out sometime?"

He shuffled his Nike's on the ground and ran through his hair with his fingers. "S-sure..." My mom says, looking down at her feet. She plays with her hair with her right hand and held onto her journals with her left. "Cool! Um...How about on Saturday? I can pick you up at four?" "Sounds good. I'll see you then." "Bye Amarie." He laughs nervously. "Bye Lazure." She walked off as he smiled to himself. "Yes!" He whispered to himself.

I stood there as the memory faded out. I just saw a memory of my dad asking out my mom. I just saw a memory of my dad! "But how is this even possible?" I say. "Earth is such a curious place. There are always questions even when you get answers." What is this thing talking about?

It comes in front of me. I step back so I can still see. "Don't you see? Your father lives inside you." "What?" I'm speechless. My father lives inside of me? What kind of fever dream is this? "You are a replica of this man. You both share the same burdens and you even bear his name." When I hear that, a sudden realization hits me.

I already knew my middle name was my father's first name, but this hits differently. "Don't you see? You and your fathers are the same! Two souls combined to make one." I feel myself become lightheaded. Isn't this supposed to be a dream? "That's right," I say. "What is?" It asks. "This is just a weird dream. I shouldn't take any of this seriously." The light doesn't say anything. "We'll see about that."

Before I could respond, the light disappeared and I woke up. "What just happened..?" I raise myself. My back and chest are drenched with sweat. None the less, I get ready for school. "Hey, honey. Is everything alright? You look disturbed." I snap back to life. I can't tell her about my weird dream. "Nah, it's fine. I was just thinking about some school work. Mr. Patrick is relentless." I chuckle slightly. "Gotta work the grind." She says taking a sip out of her coffee.

"Hey, Mom..." "Yes?" "Um..." I brush my fingers through my hair to calm myself down. I don't know why I'm trying to ask about her first date with Dad. It was just a dream after all. She giggles softly and smiles. "Your father used to do that all the time." "Do what-" And then I realize it. My hand. I was doing just what my dad was doing in the dream.

"Is that so?" I say and put on my backpack. "Yup. So what did you wanna say to me?" "Oh, nothing...You just smell good." You just smell good? What the hell? "Thanks. Soap really does work." She laughs at her joke and I chuckle a bit. "Bye Mom." "Bye Sweetie."

I board the bus and begin to listen to music while daydreaming. "Is this spot taken?" Someone says. "Sure." I look up and see Amy. "Thanks." She sits beside me while keeping her skirt straight. She wore a baby blue blouse and a white frilly skirt. Her hair was neat and a black headband sat on her head.

I lean my head against the window averting my eyes. "I got your friend request." She says bluntly. "Ah...Cool." I forgot about that. "I followed back." She says. I don't say anything back. "Noice," I say to break the. She giggles. "Yeah. Very noice!" The conversation began to flow naturally. "You know, I had a weird dream." "Really? What was it about?"

That's when I choke. Why did I even say anything? She won't understand. I have to make something up. "Well um...I was swimming and I began to drown. Then um...I became Ariel. And then I killed the prince." She stared at me for a second. "Wow. That is weird." I chuckle slightly. "Yeah." I rush my fingers through my hair. "Your hair looks fluffy." What? "Ah...Um..."

My face becomes hot and I look down. She smiles at me. That only makes my face hotter. "It's not all that..." I say in a small whisper. "I think it is." She says sweetly. She runs her fingers through my hair. I'm stiff as a brick. Did she really just do that to me...?

She stops and her face becomes pink. "Uh...S-sorry. That was weird wasn't it?" She turns away and lowers her head. "Yeah...A little." I realize that sounded douchey. "Um! N-not that I was bothered by this! I was just...surprised."

She grabbed her hair and covered her face. "Okay..." She lets go of her hair and smiles slightly. What should I do? "You have cute dogs." She has visible excitement. "Yeah! Buttercup is my labradoodle and Jazon is my Husky."

"Nice! I want a Chow Chow." "If I remember, Chow Chow's sleep a lot. Is that what piques your interest?" "Uh...Kinda...They're also cute." "Yes, they are." You're cute. I keep that thought to myself though. I laugh to myself. The bus comes to a stop and we get off.

"I just remembered that I promised that I would tutor you." "Oh yeah." "Why don't we go to my place today after school." "Um! Are you sure about that?" She looked oblivious. "I'm fine with it." That's not what I mean. "Are your parents fine with this?" "They're out of town. It'll just be us." "Just...Us?" "Is that a problem?" I pause. "No, it's fine..." "Okay then. Hey! I can show you my dogs." "I'll be looking forward to it."