Page 38 of Shadowing My Dreams
Yes,I replied from inside my mind. I was still in control in some ways but not in others. I carried a passenger inside me, and his spirit lay on top of my own. I wrapped myself in as much protective energy as I could. But I had almost nothing left. I was as weak as Drew.
“Now what? I’m so tired… I don’t know how long I can stay here.”
Jack!I screamed, but it was only in my head. Only Drew could hear me.
“Jack?” Drew realized what I needed. He knew my thoughts as well as I knew his. So many visions of happy time – of pain and despair – it overwhelmed me until I didn’t know which memories belonged to who.
He quickly poked his head in. His body was glistening with sweat.
“Nice,” Drew laughed.
“Drew? Archie?”
Yes
“Yes.”
“Ok. It was really nice to meet you, but we have another appointment.” Jack quickly put his hand on our back and ushered us out the door without even waiting for the guy to respond.
“I think I’d like to…” The guy's words were cut off as the door slammed.
“Drew, are you inside my boyfriend?”
“Yes. He… I think he loves you.”
“Good. Because I love him too.”
I shivered inside myself. But his words gave me warmth. I had a boyfriend.
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Jack
“Idon’t think we can make it.” Archie/Andrew grabbed my arm as he stumbled near the bottom of the hill. I scooped him up in my arms and carried him to the car. Archie had given me the keys and I helped him inside. “Thank you.”
“No…uh… worries, Drew?”
“Yes. I seem to be the one in charge of his… Archie’s speech. It’s hard to concentrate with both of us in here. Our memories are intermingling to the point that I don’t know if they’re mine or his. I'm sure he feels the same way. ‘Yes,’ he said.” He sighed heavily. “He cares for you.”
“I think I love him. Now let’s get you to Isaac.” I drove fast to my house, and we didn’t speak for the entire five-minute ride. It freaked me out that Archie wasn’t really Archie at the moment. The things that he could do scared and amazed me. He allowed himself to be possessed for me – for Isaac. He was too good for me, and I knew that I had work to do ever to deserve someone like him. But I wanted to be the person he needed. I had never wanted something so badly in my life.
It scared me as much as this situation did.
I had to be strong.
I pulled in front of my house and ran around to open the passenger door. Archie looked so weak and frail. I pulled him up and scooped him into my arms.
“Archie says you are very strong. He likes this side of you,” he groaned as he laid his head on my shoulder. “He also just told me to shut up. He’s embarrassed. But when you’re as old as I am, you know that the only important thing is love, and it can be taken away in a moment. So, hold onto it,” he wheezed.
I opened my door, carried him over the threshold, and sat him down on my comfy chair.
“It was nice to have a voice again,” he moaned, and Archie sat back and unhinged his jaw. A loud moan escaped from his mouth, and he slumped over. “Jack?” he whispered. “I need water and something to eat. Now, please.”
“Is he gone?”
“Yes. Now it’s up to them.”
“Are you ok?”
