Please Don't Wake Me Up When I'm Dreaming, chapter 6
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I had just got home from my job at PacSun and the phone rang.
"'Ello?" I answered.
"Hello?" I said, once again.
"Hey... erm... can you come over? We need to talk..."
"Ryder? Yeah, sure. I just got home. Let me put my school stuff away and I'll be there in about thirty minutes. Is everything OK?"
"Yeah... fine. Bye." He hung up quickly, not giving me a chance to respond. I wonder what was wrong. He sounded kind of nervous. Oh well, I guess I'll find out soon enough.
It was about 5:30 when I got to his house and I knew I wouldn't be able to stay long. I walked up to his house and just walked in. He was sitting on the couch watching Jackass on MTV. It took him a minute to notice me standing there but he did eventually.
"Oh, hey."
"You're a little too into that show, don't you think?"
"Nah... I'm was just thinking. Didn't notice you come in."
"Well, I'm here. Now, what'd you want to talk about? It must be something important 'cause you never talked to me about anything ever before."
"Yeah..."
"Stop stalling and just tell me, already."
"I-I'm-"
I stood there, waiting for him to finish. When he didn't continue, I spoke up.
"What? You're what?"
"I'm getting back together with Jenni and I di-"
"WHAT?! Are you out of your fucking mind?!"
"No! I just- I guess I've always liked her. I wasn't sure for a while but I am, now."
"I fucking knew it! How the hell could you look me in the eyes and just lie to me like that. All the times you said you loved me. All the times you said you'd never leave me. All the times you'd tell me how much better I was and how lucky you were to have me instead of her. All lies! Every fucking one of 'em!"
"Listen, I'm sorry, okay?"
"No, it's not okay! And you're not sorry! You just fucking broke up with me and you're still lying!"
"I'm n-"
"No! I don't even give a shit. Go fuck that little bitch you love so much, I'm leaving! Don't you DARE call my house or my cell, either!"
I ran out of the house and once I was half-way home, I couldn't hold back any more. I let the tears run down my face as I ran the rest of the way home. Once inside, my dad came out to ask me where I was and saw that I was crying.
"Where were y- What's wrong?"
I just shook my head and walked back to my room and locked the door. As soon as I sat down on my bed, there was a knock on the door.
"Ray, c'mon. Open the door. Are you okay?"
"I'M FINE!" I yelled. I guess he took that as a sign to leave. I didn't hear anything after that. When I was sure he had left, I walked over to my closet and got a pocket knife out that I had took from my mom's house the last time I was there. I made three cuts on my wrist, just barely missing the vein. One more cut across them and I could end my fucked up life. As I sat there on my bed with my knife, I could have sworn I was hearing voices...
"Rayne."
"Ray, c'mon."
"I think she's dead..."
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"Rayne? Hey, she's finally up!" Araxie yelled to the guys.
"What the fuck? I'm not allowed to sleep around here?!"
"Yeah, but Tré wants to sleep, too. You were taking up both of the seats."
"Oh," I said, blushing a little. "sorry, Tré."
"'Tis okay. You're up now and I can finally go to sleep." Tré said, sitting down in his seat next to me.
"Sleep? What time is it?"
"It's 10:37PM"
"HOLY SHIT! I've been asleep for fifteen hours! Why didn't you guys wake me up?! How the hell could I possible sleep that long!"
"We've been trying to get you up for the past eight hours. You sleep like a fucking brick. You wouldn't even move. You were mumbling though. Dreaming again?"
"More like a nightmare..."
"Wanna talk about it?" Tré asked with a sincere look on his face. I just glanced over at the others and he understood that if I did tell him, I didn't want a bunch of people listening.
"Later." That's all I said and then drifted back off to sleep.
*Tré's POV*
Damn, that girl can sleep. I wonder what she keeps dreaming about. She seems so cool, I can't believe she's only fourteen, though. I wonder if she can come on tour with us again, that would rock. Oh, I get it. Rayne's the sleeper and Araxie's the screamer. Wait, Rayne said she could scream, too. Damnit! For a second there I thought I had figured something out. I fell asleep after about five minutes of listening to Billie Joe ramble on about Adrienne and the kids. I loved him and his family, but I wasn't particularly interested in hearing about them ever waking moment of my life.
*My POV*
I woke up at around 2:30AM. Great, three more hours to go. Then, I looked over and realized Tré was just sitting there, staring at me... or so I thought.
"Tré? You okay?" I asked. He didn't answer, but pointed to the window. I looked down and saw beautiful fields with scattered trees and lots of flowers. It looked so surreal from so high up. But, it was beautiful, nonetheless.
"Wow." I said, turning back to him.
"Yeah, none of it looks real from up here."
"Mmhm."
"So, now that you're up, and everyone else is asleep, you wanna tell me about that dream?"
"Nightmare." I corrected him. "It was about my boyfriend. In the first dream I had, I was at his house. The last thing I remember was just yelling at him. He just dumped me out of nowhere and he didn't even care how much he hurt me. He told me to get out of his house because his mom would be home soon and I left. I woke up soon after that. Then, the second dream I had, I had just gotten home from work and he called. My dad wasn't home yet so I went over to his house to find out what he wanted. He broke up with me there, too. This time he told me that he was getting back together with Jenni. Jenni was his first girlfriend and I hated her with everything I have, and I still do. I yelled at him as he attempted an apology and I ran out to go home. As soon as I walked in the house, tears running down my face, my dad came out and was just about to yell at me for not telling him I was leaving. He saw me crying and asked what was wrong but I wouldn't tell him. I locked myself in my room and got a pocket knife from my closet and started cutting my wrists, just barely missing the veins. I was sitting on my bed thinking 'one cut accross and I can just end this shitty life right now.' That's when I started hearing your voices and woke up."
"Whoa."
"Yeah..."
"You think it means anything?"
"I don't know. I really don't. I love him so much. And he loves me, too. I think..."
"Well, I hope it all works out. Maybe this time you're spending away from each other will help."
"I hope so. I don't know what I'd do if anything ever happend with us."
"Well, if anything ever did happen, and I'm not saying it will, you obviously have Araxie there for you and now you'll have us, too!"
"Yeah, you guys are great. I still can't believe I'm here right now. Talking to you. Having an actual conversation the The Tré 'Fucking' Cool. It's so surreal, but awesome."
"We're glad you're happy. We're all glad to have you and Araxie come on tour with us, too. When we first found out, we were praying that you two weren't two little preppy chicks who didn't know shit about us and would be all 'OMG! OMG! Tré COOL! OMG! AHH! I LOVE YOU! WILL YOU HAVE SEX WITH ME?!'" I laughed at his last statement. "Well, you were kind of like 'oh my god' but that's cool."
"Haha, thanks. I'm so happy to be here. Araxie is probably pinching herself to death trying to convince herself this is a dream. Everything has just been so surreal."
"Yeah. Well, you still look tired. As hard as I find it to belive that, you do. So, why don't you go back to sleep and I'll wake you up when we're almost there, 'kay?"
"Yeah, thanks, Tré. You're the greatest." I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes.
"You can lie down and put your head in my lap, if you want. I mean, it would be more comfortable." I hesitated for a second, thinking of whether I should or not. The seats really weren't all that comfortable and I actually was still tired. I smiled.
"Yeah, thanks again. I'm glad I met you. You're a lot better then I had ever imagined." I laid down as he smiled and watched me fall asleep. It was weird falling asleep with someone watching you, but I was too damn tired to care.
I had just got home from my job at PacSun and the phone rang.
"'Ello?" I answered.
"Hello?" I said, once again.
"Hey... erm... can you come over? We need to talk..."
"Ryder? Yeah, sure. I just got home. Let me put my school stuff away and I'll be there in about thirty minutes. Is everything OK?"
"Yeah... fine. Bye." He hung up quickly, not giving me a chance to respond. I wonder what was wrong. He sounded kind of nervous. Oh well, I guess I'll find out soon enough.
It was about 5:30 when I got to his house and I knew I wouldn't be able to stay long. I walked up to his house and just walked in. He was sitting on the couch watching Jackass on MTV. It took him a minute to notice me standing there but he did eventually.
"Oh, hey."
"You're a little too into that show, don't you think?"
"Nah... I'm was just thinking. Didn't notice you come in."
"Well, I'm here. Now, what'd you want to talk about? It must be something important 'cause you never talked to me about anything ever before."
"Yeah..."
"Stop stalling and just tell me, already."
"I-I'm-"
I stood there, waiting for him to finish. When he didn't continue, I spoke up.
"What? You're what?"
"I'm getting back together with Jenni and I di-"
"WHAT?! Are you out of your fucking mind?!"
"No! I just- I guess I've always liked her. I wasn't sure for a while but I am, now."
"I fucking knew it! How the hell could you look me in the eyes and just lie to me like that. All the times you said you loved me. All the times you said you'd never leave me. All the times you'd tell me how much better I was and how lucky you were to have me instead of her. All lies! Every fucking one of 'em!"
"Listen, I'm sorry, okay?"
"No, it's not okay! And you're not sorry! You just fucking broke up with me and you're still lying!"
"I'm n-"
"No! I don't even give a shit. Go fuck that little bitch you love so much, I'm leaving! Don't you DARE call my house or my cell, either!"
I ran out of the house and once I was half-way home, I couldn't hold back any more. I let the tears run down my face as I ran the rest of the way home. Once inside, my dad came out to ask me where I was and saw that I was crying.
"Where were y- What's wrong?"
I just shook my head and walked back to my room and locked the door. As soon as I sat down on my bed, there was a knock on the door.
"Ray, c'mon. Open the door. Are you okay?"
"I'M FINE!" I yelled. I guess he took that as a sign to leave. I didn't hear anything after that. When I was sure he had left, I walked over to my closet and got a pocket knife out that I had took from my mom's house the last time I was there. I made three cuts on my wrist, just barely missing the vein. One more cut across them and I could end my fucked up life. As I sat there on my bed with my knife, I could have sworn I was hearing voices...
"Rayne."
"Ray, c'mon."
"I think she's dead..."
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"Rayne? Hey, she's finally up!" Araxie yelled to the guys.
"What the fuck? I'm not allowed to sleep around here?!"
"Yeah, but Tré wants to sleep, too. You were taking up both of the seats."
"Oh," I said, blushing a little. "sorry, Tré."
"'Tis okay. You're up now and I can finally go to sleep." Tré said, sitting down in his seat next to me.
"Sleep? What time is it?"
"It's 10:37PM"
"HOLY SHIT! I've been asleep for fifteen hours! Why didn't you guys wake me up?! How the hell could I possible sleep that long!"
"We've been trying to get you up for the past eight hours. You sleep like a fucking brick. You wouldn't even move. You were mumbling though. Dreaming again?"
"More like a nightmare..."
"Wanna talk about it?" Tré asked with a sincere look on his face. I just glanced over at the others and he understood that if I did tell him, I didn't want a bunch of people listening.
"Later." That's all I said and then drifted back off to sleep.
*Tré's POV*
Damn, that girl can sleep. I wonder what she keeps dreaming about. She seems so cool, I can't believe she's only fourteen, though. I wonder if she can come on tour with us again, that would rock. Oh, I get it. Rayne's the sleeper and Araxie's the screamer. Wait, Rayne said she could scream, too. Damnit! For a second there I thought I had figured something out. I fell asleep after about five minutes of listening to Billie Joe ramble on about Adrienne and the kids. I loved him and his family, but I wasn't particularly interested in hearing about them ever waking moment of my life.
*My POV*
I woke up at around 2:30AM. Great, three more hours to go. Then, I looked over and realized Tré was just sitting there, staring at me... or so I thought.
"Tré? You okay?" I asked. He didn't answer, but pointed to the window. I looked down and saw beautiful fields with scattered trees and lots of flowers. It looked so surreal from so high up. But, it was beautiful, nonetheless.
"Wow." I said, turning back to him.
"Yeah, none of it looks real from up here."
"Mmhm."
"So, now that you're up, and everyone else is asleep, you wanna tell me about that dream?"
"Nightmare." I corrected him. "It was about my boyfriend. In the first dream I had, I was at his house. The last thing I remember was just yelling at him. He just dumped me out of nowhere and he didn't even care how much he hurt me. He told me to get out of his house because his mom would be home soon and I left. I woke up soon after that. Then, the second dream I had, I had just gotten home from work and he called. My dad wasn't home yet so I went over to his house to find out what he wanted. He broke up with me there, too. This time he told me that he was getting back together with Jenni. Jenni was his first girlfriend and I hated her with everything I have, and I still do. I yelled at him as he attempted an apology and I ran out to go home. As soon as I walked in the house, tears running down my face, my dad came out and was just about to yell at me for not telling him I was leaving. He saw me crying and asked what was wrong but I wouldn't tell him. I locked myself in my room and got a pocket knife from my closet and started cutting my wrists, just barely missing the veins. I was sitting on my bed thinking 'one cut accross and I can just end this shitty life right now.' That's when I started hearing your voices and woke up."
"Whoa."
"Yeah..."
"You think it means anything?"
"I don't know. I really don't. I love him so much. And he loves me, too. I think..."
"Well, I hope it all works out. Maybe this time you're spending away from each other will help."
"I hope so. I don't know what I'd do if anything ever happend with us."
"Well, if anything ever did happen, and I'm not saying it will, you obviously have Araxie there for you and now you'll have us, too!"
"Yeah, you guys are great. I still can't believe I'm here right now. Talking to you. Having an actual conversation the The Tré 'Fucking' Cool. It's so surreal, but awesome."
"We're glad you're happy. We're all glad to have you and Araxie come on tour with us, too. When we first found out, we were praying that you two weren't two little preppy chicks who didn't know shit about us and would be all 'OMG! OMG! Tré COOL! OMG! AHH! I LOVE YOU! WILL YOU HAVE SEX WITH ME?!'" I laughed at his last statement. "Well, you were kind of like 'oh my god' but that's cool."
"Haha, thanks. I'm so happy to be here. Araxie is probably pinching herself to death trying to convince herself this is a dream. Everything has just been so surreal."
"Yeah. Well, you still look tired. As hard as I find it to belive that, you do. So, why don't you go back to sleep and I'll wake you up when we're almost there, 'kay?"
"Yeah, thanks, Tré. You're the greatest." I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes.
"You can lie down and put your head in my lap, if you want. I mean, it would be more comfortable." I hesitated for a second, thinking of whether I should or not. The seats really weren't all that comfortable and I actually was still tired. I smiled.
"Yeah, thanks again. I'm glad I met you. You're a lot better then I had ever imagined." I laid down as he smiled and watched me fall asleep. It was weird falling asleep with someone watching you, but I was too damn tired to care.
