I faintly wake up, and it's not that much later, since I checked my phone and it was only 5 minutes. I compose myself, and start walking to the theatre.
"Hey, niñita! Where were you?" Lin greets me. "Hey padre..and I was.. just running late." I say. I don't want to tell him about Tony or Dylan yet. He'll freak out. So, I'll just..lie.
"No worries." He says, kissing me on the top of my head. "Hey, I wanted to ask you, do you want to come somewhere in a month with me?" He asks.
I shrug, "I done know, where?" Lin smiles, looks down and says, "The Tonys?"
I've heard a lot about the Tonys since I got adopted. And I thought I would just have to babysit Sebastian and watch from home. So, I shreek, "Yes, or course!" And I jump into Lin's arms.
Lin laughs and says, "Good. I'm glad." I smile, and get up. I walk to my room and lay down. I need to take some time for myself.
Ow!
My head still freaking hurts like hell from Tony. Gee. I decide to take some medicine, and take a nap. I turn on, 'Don't Rain on my Parade', but the Glee cast version. I don't even know what 'Glee' is. I know it's TV show, but I only downloaded it for the music. As I'm lost in my thoughts, I drift off to sleep.
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I wake up, not in my home. Not the theatre. I'm in an all black room. No windows. No doors. I take a few steps, until I hear Mrs. Hill whisper, "Hello Sweetie." I jerk my head and step back. "Get away from me." I hiss, as I start backpedalling away from her. I run into someone. I turn to see Mr. Hill, grinning horrifyingly. I bolt another way, until I'm stopped once again by Tony and Johnny.
They throw punches and I fall to the ground. I scream, but nothing happens. I get kicked and stepped on by all four of them. "HELP! LIN! PIPPA! LESLIE! JAS! RENEE! ANT! OAK! DAVEED! CHRIS! ROMEO!?" No answer. Soon, all the pain disappears. "Hello?" I ask. I only feel a hand on my shoulder. It's an electrifying touch, so I assume it's Romeo. "Rom?" I ask as I turn my head.
I see Dylan's soft and assuring face. I smile. Then, poof. He's gone.
I bolt up from my bed in a sweat. Why did I dream about Dylan and not Romeo? Sometimes I wish I didn't have dreams like these.
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