Chapter 10: Dreaming

That night, amidst the tears, I dreamt, once again, about Sarah. We were standing alone in a room, I had no idea where we were, and Sarah was crying.
"I'm so sorry Yvonne. You deserve the best, so I think it's in your interest that we don't talk anymore..."
I sit up in bed, screaming.
Not so much a dream, more like a nightmare.
My parents were still asleep, and my brother was too. I just lay there in bed, dark, and alone, too afraid to go back to sleep.

My mom woke me up the next morning and I was beyond tired. I could barely get myself up enough to get dressed, so I dressed in very bummy clothes.
I got to school and Sarah looked at me, blatant regret in her eyes.
Or maybe I'm only dreaming.