We Can Leave It All Behind
Dream world
Vero, wake up. Come on, Vero. Wake up, dammit.
Vero could see a faint white light as her eyes opened. She saw her friend Farrah sitting on her bed next to her.
"God dammit, Vero. Get up." Farrah barked. "We're going to be late for the BVB concert if you don't get ready right now."
"The what?" Vero asked groggily, sitting up. "Where am I?"
Farrah looked at her. "What are you talking about, dude? You're at home. I guess you fell asleep and you're mom let me in to wake you up. Now, get up. We're going to be late!" She hit Vero with a pillow before she stood up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Vero got up off her bed and looked around her room. It was all as she had left it. She looked down at her body. She was alive, not crushed by that amp. Had it all been just a dream? It felt so real.
She grabbed one of her many BVB t-shirts and a pair of skinny jeans. She quickly changed, grabbed everything she needed and ran out of her room to join Farrah in the kitchen with Vero's mom.
Vero's mother saw her daughter and gave her a brief hug. "You girls have fun at the concert, okay?"
Vero was instantly confused. She thought her mom had said they couldn't go to the concert. Okay, she must be dreaming now. Everything that had happened, happened. This was a dream. It had to be.
Vero got in the car with Farrah and sat back in the seat. Farrah started the car and they pulled out onto the street. Farrah and Vero both just kept looking straight ahead at the road ahead.
Farrah decided to break the painfully awkward silence. "What's going on with you? Since you woke up, you've been acting weird."
Vero scratched her head. "I had a weird dream."
"Do tell." Farrah pressed.
Vero took in a deep breath, trying to remember everything that had happened to her. She was still sure that it all had happened. It was all so real. It had to have happened and now she was dreaming about it. She was just knocked out from the amp. "I dreamed I ran away with Andy and the guys. Their bus broke down outside my house and Andy came looking for help. Then he asked me to run away with him like in my story--"
"Wait, you're a writer?" Farrah interrupted.
"Farrah, you've always known that. We wrote stories for each other." Vero was really freaking out by this point.
Farrah laughed. "I know, I was just messing with you."
"Fuck you." Vero slumped in her seat and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Continue." Farrah encouraged.
"Well, I don't know what else there is to say. I lived with them on the bus and toured with them. Andy found my story and told me he liked it but then shit happened and we started fighting."
"Sounds like something you two would do." Farrah giggled.
"Shut up." Vero rolled her eyes. "Anyway, CC and I started to have a thing and Andy got jealous."
"Naturally." Farrah commented.
"And then Ashley told me Andy wanted to do something special for me. So we were at the concert and an amp fell on me and basically crushed me. And that's when you woke me up. Andy had been calling to me, telling me to wake up but really it was just you."
"Aww!" Farrah swooned. "I'm your hero!" She laughed, turning up the music. Lost It All was playing and something in Vero clicked.
Everything came back to her. She remembered laying down and telling herself she would take a quick nap before she went to the concert that night with Farrah. None of that had even happened. She had never had a relationship with Andy. He didn't actually care about her the same way she cared for him. It had all been a dream.
Vero could see a faint white light as her eyes opened. She saw her friend Farrah sitting on her bed next to her.
"God dammit, Vero. Get up." Farrah barked. "We're going to be late for the BVB concert if you don't get ready right now."
"The what?" Vero asked groggily, sitting up. "Where am I?"
Farrah looked at her. "What are you talking about, dude? You're at home. I guess you fell asleep and you're mom let me in to wake you up. Now, get up. We're going to be late!" She hit Vero with a pillow before she stood up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Vero got up off her bed and looked around her room. It was all as she had left it. She looked down at her body. She was alive, not crushed by that amp. Had it all been just a dream? It felt so real.
She grabbed one of her many BVB t-shirts and a pair of skinny jeans. She quickly changed, grabbed everything she needed and ran out of her room to join Farrah in the kitchen with Vero's mom.
Vero's mother saw her daughter and gave her a brief hug. "You girls have fun at the concert, okay?"
Vero was instantly confused. She thought her mom had said they couldn't go to the concert. Okay, she must be dreaming now. Everything that had happened, happened. This was a dream. It had to be.
Vero got in the car with Farrah and sat back in the seat. Farrah started the car and they pulled out onto the street. Farrah and Vero both just kept looking straight ahead at the road ahead.
Farrah decided to break the painfully awkward silence. "What's going on with you? Since you woke up, you've been acting weird."
Vero scratched her head. "I had a weird dream."
"Do tell." Farrah pressed.
Vero took in a deep breath, trying to remember everything that had happened to her. She was still sure that it all had happened. It was all so real. It had to have happened and now she was dreaming about it. She was just knocked out from the amp. "I dreamed I ran away with Andy and the guys. Their bus broke down outside my house and Andy came looking for help. Then he asked me to run away with him like in my story--"
"Wait, you're a writer?" Farrah interrupted.
"Farrah, you've always known that. We wrote stories for each other." Vero was really freaking out by this point.
Farrah laughed. "I know, I was just messing with you."
"Fuck you." Vero slumped in her seat and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Continue." Farrah encouraged.
"Well, I don't know what else there is to say. I lived with them on the bus and toured with them. Andy found my story and told me he liked it but then shit happened and we started fighting."
"Sounds like something you two would do." Farrah giggled.
"Shut up." Vero rolled her eyes. "Anyway, CC and I started to have a thing and Andy got jealous."
"Naturally." Farrah commented.
"And then Ashley told me Andy wanted to do something special for me. So we were at the concert and an amp fell on me and basically crushed me. And that's when you woke me up. Andy had been calling to me, telling me to wake up but really it was just you."
"Aww!" Farrah swooned. "I'm your hero!" She laughed, turning up the music. Lost It All was playing and something in Vero clicked.
Everything came back to her. She remembered laying down and telling herself she would take a quick nap before she went to the concert that night with Farrah. None of that had even happened. She had never had a relationship with Andy. He didn't actually care about her the same way she cared for him. It had all been a dream.
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Oh, ok.
3/26/14