Lovers of Freedom

Chapter 8 Weird dreams

Dreams are strange and they represent part of our psyche. I used to have a lot of dreams about Tom before I started dating him but now I was dreaming of all my friends but him. The particular dream that had shaken me contained a lot of sex. It was not with Tom but it was with Peter.

Why Peter of all people? Why Peter and not some sexy actor? I didn't know.

I think I missed my friend. Since we both were dating now we weren't hanging out and we rarely saw each other. The closest friend I had at the moment was my boss and that's fucking disgusting!

That dream had me in a Chinese restaurant with Peter and my other friends. We had a circular table and I was listening how Luz had spent her time in New York. Luz wasn't in New York and I am sure she has never been but...my imaginative brain had done that.

The food was mouldy and horrible when they brought it. Suddenly, I was alone with Peter. He looked at me and started crying. He held my hand and told me that he found out that Andreina had sex with Matt.

"How did you find out!?" I said impressed.

"I left for the supermarket and when I came back they were fucking in some car. My heart was completely shattered." My friend started crying.

"So you're no longer together." I said.

"We're together but she doesn't know I know. I will just pretend I didn't see anything. It was a mistake. I want to marry her you know. I want to..." and I kissed Peter. I couldn't deny that he loved another woman but I just wanted to make him feel better.

"A kiss from you..." said Peter "I was not expecting it. There were so little chance of us that...all I can say now is for you to kiss me one more time." I kiss him again and we start eating each other.

Our tongues massaging each other. Our bodies melting onto an ocean of a thousand emotions. I kissed him hard, not really thinking about it too much. Peter just put my hand in his penis and said: touch me Annie. Touch me. We kissed hard. I touched him. He touched me. His skin was shimmering with the sun. He was so beautiful...like a...God.

"Annie." said Tom, I looked at him and he was crying. "How could you!?" he said. I just showed my middle finger to him and put Peter inside me.

That's when I woke up. Sweaty and slightly worried. Why the hell was I dreaming of cheating!? Why had I dreamt of Peter of all people.

I think I could analyse it as me worried to break Tom's heart somehow. I have said many times before that I was no cheater but...maybe that was no longer the case. My morality had been tainted when I slept with Nikolaus and...I think maybe I could consider an open relationship. The thought of sharing just made me ill. Actually, I was more ill than I thought. I moved from my bed and I went straight to the toilet. Vomiting everything inside. Fucking hell. I am never having chinese again.

"Are you okay?" said Tom, worried. He went to the bathroom and held my hair while I vomited more. "Tell me you're not pregnant please..." he said and I just wanted to murder him. I was not. I used protection every time and...fuck you Tom.

"Of course not. I was feeling a bit ill last night...I think it was the food. I had an sleeping pill and I think that's what kept me from not vomiting" I said angrily.

"Don't be angry... take a joke." he said with a laugh. "I told you that sandwich didn't look very good..." he added.

"Oh well. I guess I learnt my lesson." I went back to the toilet and vomited a little bit more.

Of course I got myself intoxicated with food the day that I was meant to introduce Tom to my brother and his family. I texted my brother and he said he was going to come to London instead. Keane and Tina were his children and he had promised them his auntie. He wasn't going to break his promise and his kids had never really visited London. He was going to spend the day out doing tourism and then they were staying over at my place.