Destiny Dreams And Demons - Chapter 9 Abby 9

I stood in the kitchen cooking dinner. It was Friday and the day that Mitchell and Veda were coming for dinner, so I had been up planning all day. My morning began with starting the roast. Then I sat down at my desk and wrote about Laylan’s ride with Artimous to the Mortal World and her meeting with Daemon. I wrote it all word for word. Then I’d cleaned the house, dusting, vacuuming, and laundry. After I was finally satisfied with my house’s cleanliness, which took most of the day, I began preparations for the rest of dinner. About six-thirty, I heard the garage door open as an announcement that Josh and the others were here. “Perfect timing,” I whispered to myself as I pulled the roast out of the oven. I could hear voices and conversations nearing the door. As the door opened, Josh walked in turned toward Mitchell.

“Yeah, and then he grabbed the nail gun all kinds of pissed off and started working again. But he wasn’t paying any attention to what he was doing and ended up nailing two tiles together! Man, Bobby was pissed!” Josh finished his story that he had already begun. He turned and faced me. He walked over and threw his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. “Hey, Sexy, I’m home.” He moved his hand down and grabbed my butt as he kissed me. He pulled away and said, “And I brought company.” He laughed and motioned with his head to Mitchell and Veda, who was still standing at the garage door.

Mitchell began to move toward me and said, “Hey, Girl.” He gave me a friendly hug and stepped toward Josh who had moved to my right. Veda was right there behind him when he moved and she too gave me a hug.

“Hey, Girlie, what have you been up to?” she chimed in her usual cheerful voice.

“Oh my God, Girl, you remember my dream I was telling you about?” I had spilled my beans about my dreams at lunch the first day that I had begun writing them down. She was just as interested in it as Josh had been.

“Yeah, about Laylan, right?”

“Yeah, it has gone crazy! It has changed! I have had three other different dreams of Laylan! And there is more!” I was so excited to finally get to see her and get her insight as to what she made of it all that I couldn’t stop myself.

I watched as her eyes widened slightly and she exclaimed, “Really? Oh, Girl, you gotta tell me.”

“After dinner,” I said with a smile. “It’s all ready. Actually, you all had perfect timing.” I giggled as I turned toward the cabinet to get the dishes for everyone.

Josh washed his hands and grabbed a knife off of the counter and began to cut into the roast. “I guess we did, huh?” He said as the steam rose from the fresh cut he was making.

“Yes, you did,” I answered

We all sat down and ate dinner. Casual talk of work and home circulated around our small table. After dinner, Josh and Mitchell retreated to the garage and Veda stayed in the kitchen with me to help clean up.

She was fidgeting with her hands if she didn’t have anything in them for a moment. Being her best friend for a few years, let me know she was dying to ask me something but didn’t know how or when to approach it. I looked over at her and laughed under my breath. “Go ahead; I know the anticipation is killing you. I can see it in your face.”

She smiled and opened her mouth to start, “So tell me, first Mitchell told me that Josh told him that your dreams are becoming much more frequent. And then you confirmed it as soon as I got here, so tell me. What is going on?” Her deep brown eyes were locked on mine. Her small round face smiling a midst her black shoulder-length hair.

“Well, yes, they have been coming more frequently, but not only that or the fact that they are now changing but now they have been more intense. I feel things, emotions, and even some physical touch. It’s like…” I paused as I put soap in the dishwasher and shut it. I started toward the living room knowing Veda well enough to know that she would follow me to the end of the earth just to hear me finish my story.

I sat down on the couch turning to my side and waited until she had found her seat comfortably in front of me. “Ok, like used to, it was like watching the same movie in a theater. But now, it’s almost as if I am there like I am standing there seeing it all as it happens in front of me.” I stopped and waited for Veda’s reply.

mmóhhShe was looking down with her brows furrowed in contemplation. She slowly looked up at me and said, “Well, I have a confession to make,” she whispered quietly as she looked around the room.

The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?”

“Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something.” She stopped and looked at me.

As it all sank in my mind I got caught on one detail she had said. “Wait a minute. Did you say, Daemon?”

She answered in a hushed voice. “Yeah, but don’t talk about him too loudly. He doesn’t like me to talk about him.”

“Wow, that’s weird.”

“Yeah, I know.” She paused with a little, nervous laugh. “It kinda makes me sound like a mental case when I put it that way.”

“No, it doesn’t to me,” I gave her my sarcastic smile that let her know that I could never see her like a mental case. “But that isn’t it; in my dream last night I saw Laylan and Artimous riding through the forest really fast. Then they went to the Mortal World so that Artimous could show Laylan where he had been killed. Then they met a man named Daemon. He was crying because he was mourning the death of his horse. But like, what are the odds?” I took a deep breath from my hasty explanation.
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Her eyes shot to mine, they were wide in surprise, and I thought that she had seen what I had seen in this situation. But instead, she asked, “Really? Artimous died?”

I giggled then went on explaining my dream. I expressed every emotion I had felt in it and the emotion and movement that Laylan had felt and made. As I finished the boys rounded the corner into the room. Mitchell heard me say the name Daemon and his tan face twisted in shock.

“What? Are you saying you had a dream about Daemon, too? Veda has always dreamed of him though she never really says much about it. Who is this guy? I mean what are the odds that you both would be having dreams about two guys with the same name.” He looked first at me then to Veda and finally over to Josh, who had already taken a seat in his usual recliner.

I looked up at him and choked out without believing it myself. “I don’t know. But last night I dreamed that Laylan had met a man named Daemon.”

I must have been convincing enough for Mitchell because I could see his eyes calm at my statement. I watched him as he walked around the couch and took a seat in the opposing recliner from Josh. We all talked about my dreams and what they could possibly mean though none of their ideas seemed to be to my liking. But I told them all about my dreams and even my vision that I had had as Josh and I were swimming. I told them all what all I had learned about Laylan and the rest. At least what I had learned so far.