" Lily is something wrong? " Marco asks in a sluggish voice.
" I had a dream about...Brandon. " I whisper. Starting into the pitch-black darkness.
The wind slowly blows against my hair, having a gentle and calm effect. The windows are open and the midsummer air feels warm against my skin, soothing me in away.
" Lily... Baby, he is gone. He won't ever hurt you, I won't let him. " He says hugging me in a comforting manner.
He has been so nice to me, I don't want to break his heart and tell him that it wasn't Brandon I saw but him.
" You're right. Let's just forget it. Besides a dream is called a dream for a reason. It can never become the reality. " I whisper.
Marco cuddles with me and I close my eyes trying to fall asleep. Did I mention he is a cuddle baby?
A deep slumber soon overt
