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I was too hesitant to talk to my family, but I could pour my heart out to a professional. It didn’t matter how much my parents tried to talk to me, I always found a way to escape into my own head and block them out. Breathe.” His voice sobers up, sounding soothing like that first time Mum took me to him at my request.Įver since my early teens, I suffered with a huge inferiority complex and I couldn’t survive in our household without the need to do something nefarious.

“I’m outside with friends.” I kick an imaginary pebble. “No, I was just watching TV and dozed off. “Hello? Glyndon?” The older male voice speaks with its usual warmth. My fingers clench and I slide them against my shorts, then fish out my phone and tap the number called ‘Emergency.’Īnd then he picks up with a half-sleeping voice. I've been well aware of that fact since the first time I met him, but I’m one hundred percent sure now. I can only watch as he rushes through the crowd and heads to the middle of the ring.

“Wait for me, baby.”Īnd then his touch is gone, and so are the remnants of my fragile sanity. I’d rather be insane than an ordinary fool.” He leans over and my heart stops beating for a fraction of a second as he kisses the top of my head slowly, gently. After all, insanity, evil, and ruthlessness are boundless and lawless. “Why the hell are you doing all of this? Are you…insane?” If you dare leave, I’ll send that cousin of yours into a coma.” “And you’ll watch every moment of it, baby. “That’s what you’ll get.” He brushes my hair again. My lips fall open, but I quickly recuperate. “I’ll lose it then,” he says without blinking. Why Do We Dream and What is Actually a Dream?

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