On Loop - A Collective Alternate Universe

On Loop

She woke up with a heavy heart.

Rose's heart was beating a mile fast, and she couldn't quite catch up. She couldn't grasp what had just happened, it felt to her that she wasn't there.

That dream...

It felt so real, it was so vivid in her eyes. She felt everything that transpired in her dream, and Rose couldn't shake the feeling that her dreams were true and all she ought to believe was not her reality.

Trembling from fear, she looked at her hands. A tight knot squeezed her heart out at the sight of an unfamiliar yet familiar ring wrapped around her finger.

Rose was inside her room, she remembered well that she hasn't changed the drapes or even the covers of her room. Disregarding the weird feeling she felt, she stood up and went outside her room.

She passed by her living room and saw a well-stacked cup and a bottle of wine standing in the middle of the coffee table. Their apartment has always been messy, now she's just bewildered for the first time the room was tidy.

She could smell a pot of coffee being brewed and could hear the clatter happening in the kitchen, she could easily guess that someone's cooking bacon. Disoriented and weirded out that she suddenly craved for coffee and bacon, she headed to the kitchen.

Her breathing hitched at this unfamiliar figure ransacking her kitchen, he had a lean figure and a tall stature, but his hair was curly and all over the place as he flipped the meat he's preparing, and he's not her Pierre, who is he?

She felt this ugly feeling in the pit of her stomach as time suddenly slowed down as the man in front of her looked at her way.

No holy fuck!

She knew this guy!

He was the man she loved! In her fucking dreams!

Rosetta was sweating cold, she couldn't even fathom to look away from this dream-like figure right in front of her. Never in her wildest dream that she wished to wake up in her apartment with the man she just dreamt of to be here in the flesh.

She didn't even think of ever waking up and replacing her Pierre with a man she never knew in her entire life.

She couldn't help but shiver as she remembered the last thing she saw in her dreams.

His eyes was the most enigmatic thing she ever saw, the way he devoured her appearance was enough to make her heart tug little strings as his eyes slowly melted at her sight. It was an out of this world experience as he looked at her way, the way his lips curved upwards as laughter erupted from him.

He's Noah Emigue fucking Santiago. Rosetta's dream guy.

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Could it be that she's still dreaming? Rose pinched hands and bit her tongue, the pain was real, but it was also the same from her dream before she woke up.

Rose was starting to get scared, she wants to go back to her lover's arms. It was not dreamy anymore and it's starting to really dawn on her that this was a nightmare dressed in this beautiful life she could have had.

If this was a dream: (1) this is not what she wants and (2) this is not her desire.

What she had with Pierre was enough for her, she shook her head, it was not because she was with Pierre but the life she had was what she dreamt of; she had a high paying job; her family is doing well; her friends are all in a good place.

Remembering the horrible transitions in her dream, she felt this dreadful sting electrocuting her whole being as she clenched her hands in a fist, she didn't want it for her immediate loved ones.