my kind of crazy book two of fighting the mate bond mafia series

dreams 33

Chapter 33

Rachel POV

I was so glad when I told him it was over. It's been over for the last three months. He had run out of here; he didn't want Packer to cause a scene in front of my house. If she had done that, I would have had to come out of my house and kicked her ass. I don't have anything against this girl at all, but don't start a scene in front of my house. I blinked a few times and saw them making out. I quickly closed that vision. I did not want to see people making out. Good, that's what they need to be doing. It was time for bed, and I knew the dreams would start. I don't understand why I could see them coming. I have the gift of sight, so how come I couldn't see him? It just proves that he's a ghost. I could still smell Cord's scent on me. No, we didn't do anything. All we did was hug, and I told him to leave and go get her. I took a shower, scrubbing his scent off of me. When I was done, I turned the water off, then got out to dry off. Looking into the mirror, I noticed my marking spot. His mark was just a small scar now. There was nothing left of him but a small scar. Soon, it will be gone. When I went to bed, I knew what was going to happen. The dreams would start. It was nothing like it used to be. It used to be someone or something chasing me or me chasing them. But these days, it's nothing like that. I stayed up as long as I could. I watched TV. I was watching a show called Snapped Behind Bars, something I don't usually watch. But if it's going to keep me up, so be it.

When I finally fell asleep, it took a while for me to start dreaming. I kept fighting it because I didn't want to dream. I think I was the only one who could fight dreams. But once I did, there was no stopping it. I ended up at a waterfall. It was really pretty, though I had no idea where it came from. But it was beautiful. Standing up, I looked around. There were boulders around the waterfall with little fish swimming around it. The water was falling from a cliff into the water below. I saw a small cave, so I got into the water to swim to it. I don't know why it was drawing me to it, but it was. Once I was near, I climbed onto the edge, got out of the water, and walked inside the cave. I wished this was real. I could spend my days in this thing. I could live in here. That's how big it was. But don't be foolish; no one could live in a cave unless you're a rogue and you knew how to live like this. Stepping further inside, I heard his voice. s**t! I should have known. What did he want now? I knew he wanted to talk like he always does, but I usually talk over him and not let him get a word out. But this time, I was just too tired to overtalk him. He came over, patting a chair next to him. Rolling my eyes, I swear, this is the weirdest thing I have ever done - having a mate in dreams, even though he is a ghost. This is better than nothing, right, but weird as well. I went ahead and sat down. He sat in front of me in another chair.

This is so we won't be disturbed. Listen, I'm not a ghost; I am completely alive. I wish you would just tell me your name. You know mine. It’s been months now. I promise, if you don't want me to look for you, I won't, but at least tell me your name. I sighed, then I told him,

My name is Rachel Black. My sister is Tori, but I have other sisters and brothers. If you want to know who my dad is, then I will tell you. His name is Mercury Black, and his mate is Cheyenne Black. I am part of one of the strongest mafia families out there. Yes, I had a chosen mate, but it didn't last long. After a week, he found his mate. He came to say goodbye to me. Things happened, but it only happened once. Looking up, I saw his mouth drop open. I wanted to laugh because it looked so funny. But what right does he have to be upset with me? He has probably done things with other people as well. If he gets mad, oh well. But then he calmed down, his mouth shut, and then he started speaking again.

Well, this is a lot to take. I know about Mercury Black, but I've heard he retired and that his son Isaiah took over. Is that true or a lie? There are so many rumors out there that he was dead as well.

My father is very much alive, and so is Cheyenne. He nods as he is in thought for a moment.

Listen, this is not what you had to say, okay, but I have to go. I'm going to come looking for you, Rachel. I will be there soon enough. Don't give up on me, okay? And then he was gone. What did he mean he's going to come looking for me soon? s**t, I do not need this drama. What the hell did I just do?