That's French, Love (FALEC)

★ [TRENTE SEPT]: "Bad Dreams."

[TRENTE SEPT]: "Bad Dreams."

"He speaks to her in ways no one before him had. And that is why it is impossible for her not to listen."

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may 8, tuesday, alec's room (midnight)

[ALEC LOUISE]~

I shift repeatedly in my bed, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. Tears dripping down slowly.

I had a dream again, it was always haunting me. Always coming after me. Why couldn't I sleep peacefully for one day? Why couldn't the dream just float away and dissapear?

I saw Evan in my dream again, blocking the bullet that was about to hit us. He dropped unconscious, I dropped to my knees at what I had witnessed.

"I'm sorry! Evan! Please wake up!" I hit him in the chest several times, the people that shot him got away.

I yelled at my girlfriend to call the anbulance. She nodded and took her phone out of her pocket to call the ambulance.

The bullet hit below his heart, maybe even demolishing his heart to pieces. Impossible for him to live, the ambulance was taking too long.

Our parents were no where near us. We were in a party, Evan's party. He died on his birthday.

People said it was my fault, my fault for acting foolishly. For acting so inlove with someone and abandoned my brother, betrayed him. Stealing the one he loved.

And in return, for him to protect me from getting killed. My mind was filled with thoughts, who were those people? Why did they want to rob our house? Why did this happen to Evan and not me? Why?!

People were right, it was my fault. My heart was pounding so fast in my chest I thought I was going to explode.

I imagine everything that's going to change. The location, friends, attitude, houses. I hate change.

After that, I lost contact with my close friends, them seeing me as a murderer. And even lost contact with my girlfriend.

A world filled with pain, suffering, vain, jealousy, cruelty. I couldn't be seen as the pathetic murderer again.

I couldn't.

I panted, sitting upside. Wiping the tears and also the sweat. This was just a bad dream. I tried to breathe, everything was suffocating.

Everything was pain. My heart was aching in remorse. Guilt was filling my veins. What a monster I had became.

My mother once caught me having a bad dream. And she told me if anything like this happens again, I should talk to someone.

I gripped my phone and called anyone from my contacts. And I just had my luck. "Hello? Alec? Why are you calling me late at night?" Prince's groggy voice came to mind.

"Uhh, I'll just call someone else." I tell him, when I was about to hang up he stopped me. "Hey, I'm here to talk, what do you want?" I was already grabbing for my leather jacket.

"Meet me outside my house." I tell him I also need some fresh air.

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[PRINCE KEAGAN]~

Alec already hang up when I was about to ask why. This boy was acting weird, and his voice on the phone was kinda panicky. I guess he had a bad . . dream?

I was walking up to his house, trying not to get caught in his millions of security cameras. When someone dragged me by the arm. "Hey!" He dragged me to the back of the house.

"Alec?" I open my eyes to reveal the redhead. "What's up?" I ask, Alec sat down on a bench. "I'm having a bad dream."

I couldn't hear him well enough, his voice was so quiet. Almost unhearable. "What? You're having wet dream?" I clear up. Alec looks at me weirdly. "What?"

I continue, "If your boxers are wet, you maybe experienci—" I was cut off, "What the hell Prince? I told you I'm having a bad dream!" Alec tells me.

I laugh at my stupidity. "Are you sure though? Seeing Funneh sprawled all over your sheets, after your—" Alec glares at me. "That definitely is a bad dream, but I'm not dreaming about her." Alec mutters quietly.

I sit beside him, tired of standing. "Them, tell me about it."

After he tells me about his detailed dream, I stay quiet. "You are still feeling guilty?" He nodded. "Stop it, it isn't your fault. Stop thinking about your fake a*s friends that blame you for Evan's death. They aren't friends. Forget about your girlfriend that was too scared to commit again, because she thought that you were just going to be a burden in her life. Forget about everything."

Alec breaths harshly, "She really didn't are about me didn't she?" I nod, "She doesn't care about you Alec, accept the harsh truth. She f*cking two timed you!" I look around me, it was starting to get bright.

"But you," Alec drawled, "You still think about her do you?" I nod. "Yeah, what about it? Did it hurt? Yeah. Did it hurt seeing her with another man? Yes. Did it hurt thinking that she was slowly falling inlove with another man? Triple yes. It hurts Alec." I admit.

Thinking about the golden beauty that I still loved, that I still would do everything for her to be happy. I surrendered her to Kyran now.

I hope he doesn't hurt her. I guess being friends with Gold is okay. Atleast I get to talk to her again. Be the one to make her laugh at my stupidity, cockiness. I guess that's fine.

It's better than looking at her in the distance. It's better than feeling like she hates you with a glare that speaks a thousand burning knives on my back.

I don't know about Gold. When things get awkward, she changes. She hates the person, and I don't get why?

What goes on a girl's mind? I don't know either. Alec patted me on the back, "Atleast get an hour of sleep, stop thinking about Gold for a second."

I smile fakely, with my hands buried deep in my pockets, I walked back home carefully.

I still loved Gold.

EDITED: APRIL 29, 2018