Winning Hurricane

IX- Freudian Dream

I dreamed of him. Again.

It was very unusual.. for the past years all my dreams were filled with all the words I am studying. I always see myself memorizing everything I have learned every time I sleep and in the morning when I wake up, I recall everything and it helped me a lot especially during exam weeks..

But not for the past few nights. Hurricane filled my dreams. It felt so cringe and weird. I don't even know why his face always shows up every time I closed my eyes.

"Why do we dream?" I can't help but asked. I need an answer more than what the science provide.

Ansel looked dumbfounded at my sudden question, "There's many explanation." She simply said. She studied Psychology way back in college, she told me some about dreams but I can't remember it clearly now.

"Like?"

She shrugged, "Well, Freud believed our dreams are wish fulfillments. Unconsciously.."

I stared at her. Unable to comprehend her answer. She must've seen it in my eyes as she sighed, "For example, you are unconsciously thinking of this certain person or thing-then it can appear in your dream, pwede din na in different form."

"I understand, okay?"

I just can't accept the theory. Well, maybe it was right. I've been thinking of Cane because of guilt pero hindi ko lang matanggap na hanggang panaginip ko hahabulin talaga ako.

"Why? You're dreaming of Hurricane?" her grin already visible and teasing.

"No." I answered too fast than usual. Again.

"Ilong mo nahaba, oy."

Hindi ko nalang siya pinansin at binalik nalang ang atensyon ko sa samplex pero wala na talagang pumapasok sa utak ko.

"Hurricane's not a bad guy. Ang pangit lang naman sa kanya ay si Barbara." She frowned, shaking her head lightly.

"Barb's nice." Cyclone interjected. Hindi namin namalayan na nakabalik na pala siya.

"Nice your face."

"She's nice. She's been the best bestfriend to my twin."

"And reason why he's still single, you mean?"

"It's Hurri's choice. She's quite supportive pa nga e especially these past few days," Cyclone's eyes shifted on mine as he said the last words then he winked. Nailing nalang ako.

"Really? Siya?"

"Yeah. She's amazing, I must add."

"Whatever. Change topic."

Here they go again, talking like I'm not here. My eyes wandered at the seat adjacent to mine. It's been empty for a week now. It kinda felt empty.

There's really something wrong with me.

Napabalik ang atensyon ko sa dalawa ng may tumawag kay Cyclone. Para siyang tanga na tumatawa habang nakatingin sakin. Hindi niya sinasagot ng ayos yong kausap niya sa phone.

"Rupok mo." that's the line he kept on saying to the person on the other line. Kung ako yong kauap nababaan ko na si Cy ng tawag.

Maya maya pa umalis sa tabi ko si Ansel at Cyclone. Lumipat sila sa kabilang table, hindi ko na natuloy ang itatanong ko nang may umupo sa upuan sa harapan ko. The seat he always sits on. His usual spot.

"Miss me?" he's smiling again. I'm quite still in daze to see him here. Akala ko galit siya? Kaya siya umiiwas dba?

I remained unmoving. I knew it. There's really something wrong with me, something science cannot explain fully. Something I should be wary of.