The Dreamer Part 3 by J.M.Hurley (the reading list book txt) 📕

the one who lied to you!” she insisted stomping over to look me in the eyes. “You know I don’t apologize a lot…” she said her voice trailing off as she looked down at her feet. I crossed my arms and waited for her to continue.

“Look, do I really have to say it?” she said and I shot her a glance.

“Say what? You’re sorry?” I asked innocently and she gave me a disgusted glance.

“Of course not! I have nothing to apologize for!”

“Nothing to apologize for? You have absolutely-”

“Don’t you get it!” she yelled, cutting me off mid sentence. “I have no one

! I don’t have caring parents, I don’t have a brother cares if I even exists, I don’t have any relationship, yet alone a good one. Most of all, I don’t have any friends! I’m sorry! Okay? I’m sorry!” she yelled in fury and without a second glance she ran to the end of the hall, flung her door open, and slammed it shut behind her. I stood there for a moment, did that really just happen?

I asked myself as I forced my feet to walk forward. Who would guess that Stephanie actually has a heart?

I thought as I stumbled my way back to my room.

When I got to my dorm room I flung open the door, then after shutting it behind me, I dragged myself onto my bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. I had no intentions of actually sleeping, but it felt good to just lie there and do nothing. After only a few minutes of nothing I heard my phone vibrate from my computer desk and turned over to look at it, contemplating whether I should get up to answer it. Sierra rounded the corner from our bathroom and glanced over at my phone.

“You want me to get that?” she asked as she ran a comb through her short, choppy brown hair.

“Yeah, thanks,” I replied as she scooped my phone up and tossed it to me.

“Hello?” I said hearing how tired my voice sounded and heard a rustling on the other line.

“Hi sweetheart,” My fathers low baritone voice rang through the receiver.

“Oh hi daddy!” I said instantly glad to hear from my family. “What’s up?” I asked casually and heard him clear his throat, something he only does when he’s nervous. “Is everything alright, dad?” I asked willing him with all of my might to assure me that everything was fine.

“Uh, no honey, I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news for you,” he said and I heard the sadness emitting from his voice.

“Daddy? What’s wrong, Daddy?” I asked, sounding like the small child my father could always bring out in me.

“Your mother and I have done a lot of thinking about this…and we want you to understand that this has nothing to do with you…Honey, your mother and I are splitting up.” He finished and his words made the tears spring back up in my eyes.

“What! But you and mommy are happy together! You’ve always been happy together!” I cried as my father tried to console me.

“I know, I know, and I’m sorry that you have to hear it like this, but we just aren’t happy anymore.” The way he said it made me stop sobbing and sit up straighter.

“This wasn’t a mutual decision, was it? This is mom’s choice! She’s the one who’s ‘not happy’ anymore!” I said and I heard my father let out a defeated sigh.

“Yes, your mother is the one who brought about this but you’re not to blame her. Things like this happen, and honey, can you really blame her? We hardly see each other anymore, with my constant working and her travels; it’s obvious to see that we’ve drifted.”

My sadness turned to anger. “How could she does this to us?!” I screamed as unwelcome tears slid down my face.

“Summer listen I-”

“I gotta go,” I said then hung and threw my phone a the floor. It bounced one then lay still on the carpet.

I looked up from my bed and saw Sierra’s concerned look. She walked over and cautiously picked up my phone, as if she were afraid I would throw something again.

After she had it in her hand, she set it back down onto my desk then pulled herself up to sit with me on my bed.

“If you wanna talk-”

“Yes, I need to talk,” I replied and without waiting for a response I started into what happened after I’d left her and for the first time since I had my first dream, I didn’t lie. I told her everything, leaving nothing out, and for the first time in a very long time, I felt like I had a friend.

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Publication Date: 08-04-2011

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Dedication:
To all of y amazing fans who encourage me to write, and my incredible family.