| | The following is fiction based on my own thoughts:
Jake woke up.
It wasn't exactly time to wake up, and it wasn't exactly too early to do so either. Either way, it was a time when he didn't want to wake up. It's just that he had no choice.
It was a bad dream. Not a nightmare. but a bad dream. To Jake, nightmares were thrilling occurrences that gave the feel of some of his favorite slasher flicks; a thing which Jake could not get enough of. They were something that he woke up from with a rush of adrenaline. In other words, he liked nightmares.
Bad dreams were different. They were depressing things that reminded him of the dull loneliness of his every day life, only worse. If he was desperate and lonely in his life, he was outright excluded by society in his dreams. If he was depressed in his day, he was suicidal in his sleep. Dreams tend to exaggerate.
In this particular dream, there was Jenn, who had recently moved in with Tom, her new boyfriend.
It was a typical scenario of a night out with the guys: walking through downtown, drinks already in their stomachs and heads, looking at women, cat calls and laughs all around, good times being had. Whenever Jake was with his friends, he had not even the slightest care about anything else, not even Jenn. That is, unless they were to run into her at some point in this dream, which of course is exactly what happened.
Jenn was holding Tom's hand. Jake didn't even have to see that it was Tom to know that it was his hand. Jake mostly stayed focused on Jenn's eyes.
The very discomfort of the situation made Jake break the gaze and try to focus on his surrounding friends. But since dreams often have their ways of making sudden changes, every last one of his comrades was with their own significant other. The only thing worse than being alone is seeing other people not being alone, especially your closest of friends.
Unable to bear the sight, all Jake could do was return to gazing at the newly taken Jenn and scream "Why did it have to be my fault? Why did I have to shit all over you?"
Jake woke up screaming that last sentence, only to find that he had fallen asleep in the very restroom stall where he had previously vomited. The phrase must have sounded hilarious to the bouncer, who was now pounding on the stall door.
It was time to go.
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| | Posted 7/18/2008 9:56 PM - 17 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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