How did I get here?

Over the course of the last year, Reed Johnson's life has made some interesting twists and turns, and sadly, very few of them were for the better. Now, to get her away from the scenes that provoked her post-traumatic stress, her father has chosen to move the family back home to Nazareth in Pennsylvania.
Both old and new friends quickly start to make an impact on her life, and pretty soon, Reed is caught up in a web of drama while dealing with a lot of stuff herself. With an already fragile mental health, who knows how she'll end up?


16. Dreams

(Alex's POV)

Reed had just dropped us of back home and gone home herself. Gina was fast asleep in my arms. I walked into the living room and put Gina on the couch. At the movement her eyes fluttered open and she pulled me down to sit with her by the hand. I went with it and sat down lifting her onto my lap. I lay down on the couch leaning on the armrest half sitting and half lying down. Gina's little blonde mop of curls was on my chest and I leaned down and kissed her hair. Her breathing became heavier and very soon she was sleeping again. No wonder. Her little mind and body would have been exhausted. She had been under far too much strain. I still blamed myself even though Reed said I shouldn't.

Now my thoughts wandered on to Reed... She was... There is no word for Reed. She is everything she should be. And more. Soooo much more. She is perfect. "My god pull yourself together." I whispered to myself. I couldn't be falling for my best friend could I? I mean after all that time without seeing her. All those years. I still considered her my best friend. But who was I kidding? I was falling. Hard. Scratch that I had already fallen. I loved everything about her. Everything from her personality, to her strange ability to control Gina, to her dancing skills, to the way her curls bounced when she walked. And the way she always smiled and never ever got angry.

I felt Gina stir and that pulled me out of my trance and back to reality. I decided to move her upstairs and go sleep. But before I got that far my head fell backwards and my eyelids dropped. I had the most wonderful dream. Reed was in a kitchen in a house I had never been to. But it was some place in a field. Sunlight was pouring into the kitchen through the old fashioned windows and creating a halo around her head. Come to think of it the whole place was sort of old fashioned. She was cooking something on the stove and talking to two little kids sitting by the white table. One boy and one girl. They both looked like her. They turned to me and yelled "Daddy!". I realized that those must be our kids. They got up and ran to me. Reed turned around laughing. That laugh was truly a sound sent from above. But just before the kids reached me and I was about to lift them up on my shoulders I woke up. 

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