Dead Dreams ((Young Adult Paranormal Romance) ( Dead Dreams Trilogy)) (29 page)

Time slipped by fast as they sat sid
e by side next to the grave talking about Adam’s f
ather and chi
ldhood memories he could recall. Summer shared some stories too, painful ones that she was trying to put behind her. T
hey never even noticed that dawn was approaching
, neither had a watch but Adam
was sure
the gates would
soon
be open.
H
iding behind a tree they wait
ed
patiently for
someone to come
. Minutes turned into
hours
as they waited, worried to climb the gate in daylight they were overjoyed when
they heard the
clink of keys
in the gate
.

It was
still early
when they returned to the house
and
Adam
resumed the work of
ring
ing
the
door
bell
repeatedly
-
again
with no success.

“
They know I’m here,
it’s him
. H
e’s making sure I don’t come in hey…hey
Roy
open the
damn fucking
door you bastard!
”

“
Calm down Adam
there’s
no point in freaking out.
”
Summer remarked hoping that he’d control himself.

Adam
repeatedly banged
wildly on the door
with his fists,
“
I’ll fix you man
,
get your ass out here now!
”

Finally the door opened. It was
Roy
on his way to work
,
his glasses still perched
on the end of his nose
as he headed straight
for his car
.
Adam
followed on his heels and
continued to scream
obscenities
even though he was getting a zero reaction
,
he didn’t give up.
Summer
couldn’t handle
aggressive
anger or
extreme
emotion
and with her stress level
s
rising she
could feel the familiar
desire to run.

“
Stop it Adam he can’t
see us!
”
She pleaded, attempting to drag him away.

All
he
could do was watch
in vain
as
Roy
reverse
d
out of the drive
on his way to
work, seemingly impervious to the carnage going on around him.

“
Adam are you listening he didn’t see us…please say something!
”

“
He
didn’t see us, am I
nuts
are you real, was he…who the fuck am I?
”

“
I’m real and so are you, something’s
really
screwed up and
we need to find out what it is.
”

“
He didn’t see us.
”

“
Yeh okay stop repeating
, w
e have to get out
ta here and get help!
”

“
You know what? If we’re both dead then
where’s the
damn
light, you know the light they tell you abo
ut or maybe
in my
case
the dark, where
the hell
is it?
”

“
How would I know?
I’m not sure we’re dead, maybe w
e’re both in the same bad dream and we’ll wake up soon.
”

“
Hey G
od…
you up there man?
Tell us what’s going on
. J
oke’s over
man,
where’s the
fucking
light!
”

Summer fell
to her knees sobbing while Adam
stood
with his arms outstretched to
the heaven’s
repeating himself
and demanding an exp
lanation that
just
didn’t
come.

Her emotions
touch
ed
him
. Something inside told him it was
futile to
be angry
at someone who couldn’t see him. I
nstead he did
his best
to comfort her because he couldn’t
bear to see her so upset.

“
Hey baby don’t cry we’ll work it out, you know we come good every time don’t we?
”

“
Why aren’t we in h
eaven
then
if we’re dead?
”
She sobbed.

“
Cause maybe we’re not dead,
it could be
a weird dr
eam or shared psychosis.
”

“
Or we’re in some kind of parallel world where the only people we can see are like us.
”

“
That could work, I never thought of that.
”

Cradling
her in his arms
he couldn’t help notice
his neighbour’s on the
ir
way to
what
he
always referred to as
the
daily
grind.
M
others
were
taking the kids to school and
fathers
in suits were
on the way
to the same boring jobs.
The speedy paper boy
had arrived throwing the daily on
t
o each drive without any care or
attention
.
T
hey
both
cringed when a newspaper flew
through the air
narrowly missing
them.

“
Being invisible does have
perks.
”
Adam remarked.

“
Like what exactly cause I don’t see what’s good about it.
”

“
We can take whatever we want, go into stores and help ourselves, no more going in garbage bins for food
. W
e can get the best
of everything
. H
ell we could even get cash if we wanted.
”

The door opened once more. F
or Adam it was the moment
of dread
as he looked on helplessly
to
the sight of his mother. She looked anxious and unhappy as she walked to the car
,
convincing Adam that
Roy
had manipulated her into believing
life
was better without him around- but her darkened eyes told another story.
Summer
followed
her to the car taking in all
the
details,

“
She looks like a nice person, real nice like a mom should look.
”

“
Yeh she could be okay, there were moments.
”

“
That’s a real mom.
”

For Summer the word ‘mom’ had become associated with the word ‘devil’ whenever she evoked memories of her past.
She
had become
a classic case for child services as
she
was dragged along
in her
m
other
’s turbulent life
. Taken
from one relationship tornado to another fuelled
mostly by alcohol and drugs
t
hey were often
homeless as
a result of her mother’s drunken violent outbursts toward
the
equally drunk and abusive
men in her life
.
She tried to
blot out the memories
of the
men who touched her in inappropriate places while her mother was passed out in a drunken
stupor
; and the men who didn’t think twice to slap her for the smallest misdemeanour.
Drifting from state to state
and
living on welfare
her education suffered as h
er mother would invariably hook up with someone for a few months at a time until it turned bad. Occasionally
the cops
showed
up
because neighbours had reported a disturbance- the sound of her mother in a drunken rage. The
threat of her being arrested left
Summer
in a state of
endless fear
that she’d be put into foster care.