Dreams come true, chapter 2

I woke up after who knows how long. My head hurt a lot. I rubbed my temples as I realized I was laying on a pillow in Tre's lap. He stared down at me and played with my bright red dyed hair. "Babe, are you okay?" he asked.
"I told you not to call me babe."
"Sam are you okay?" I groaned and rubbed my forehead.
"Yeah, I'm fine, how long was I out?"
"I came back two hours later and you were still out."
"So two hours then?"
"Yeah, two hours."

I locked eyes with Tre, his green orbs staring into me. I turned my ocean eyes away from his green ones and looked at my foot that was proped up on the arm rest of the couch. "Sam, are you okay?" Tre asked as his hand carressed my cheek. I nodded.
"Yeah I am, but I have something I need to say."

Tre looked at me concernly as if I was going to break his heart. I was going to break his heart, but I wish he wouldn't see it. I felt horrible inside, like I was going to tear his heart right out of his chest and stomp on it. I took a deep breath. "Tre, I can't do this wedding. We have to wait," I confessed.
"I don't understand. When I proposed you were so excited."
"I am excited, but I just can't do it." There was a long silence as Tre's orbs drifted away from mine and looked to the window. "Tre, say something," I said after a while.
"What's there to say?"
"Anything at all."
"Fine, I'm upset that you cancelled the wedding, but if you really can't do it after being engaged for three months I understand."
"Three months?"

Tre nodded. Now I felt really bad. Tre really wanted this and look at what I did. I destroyed it. Tre stroked my cheek with his thumb and put his warm, moist lips to mine. I melted into him. No matter how awkward I felt, his lips seemed to make it all flood away. Damn it, I was falling in love. I was feeling something. Why did I have to fall in love? I wasn't supposed to feel anything or fall in love. My life was in a downward spin into hell. Maybe I wasn't meant to go to hell. Maybe Tre was supposed to save me, and make my dream come true. It could be, you never know. Tre pulled away and instantly I missed the warmness. "Sam, can you get up, I have to pee," Tre asked.
"Oh, sure." I sat up and put my legs over the couch as Tre got up and went to the bathroom.

I woke up the next morning with Tre snuggled tightly against me. It was weird but I was starting to feel more comfortable around him and it had only been one day. This was my dream come true after all. I wanted to be with Tre. His light snores sounded in my ear as his chest steadily rose and fell. I sighed, thinking about how much my life had changed. "Come on, a little harder," Tre said in his sleep.
I rose an eyebrow. Tre was always horny so the first thing that popped into my mind was dirty. "No, harder and faster," Tre mumbled. I decided to wake him up. I lightly shook him and stared into his eyes as they opened.

"What?" he asked.
"What were you dreaming?" Tre smirked.
"You don't want to know."
"Yes I do, tell me."
"Alright fine. You and I were being weird again and it ended up with me underneath you and you giving me a chest massasge," Tre finished. I laughed.
"At least it wasn't something bad."
"Oh but this was with oil and scented candles and music...it smelled really good."
"So it must have been sexy."
"Oh it was, believe me."
"Tre?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you like it when I call you Tre?"
"I only like Frank if I've been bad," Tre said as he rolled on top of me.

Now I was beginning to feel uncomfortable. I lightly pushed him off of me and leaned on my elbows as he smiled at me. "So are we going to dinner at your parents?"
"I guess so."
"Great, I can tell they don't like me."
"You'll get over it." Apparently in this place I still had parents. We'll see what that will bring.