Dead Dreams ((Young Adult Paranormal Romance) ( Dead Dreams Trilogy)) (16 page)

“
Move on where, when you’re broke and homeless there’s nowhere to
go unless you’ve any bright ideas?
”

“
Doesn’t anything fe
el strange to you?
”
Reggie asked him.

“
Everything’s strange
since I left
home
and came to the city…well it would be wouldn’t it?
”

“
I guess, if you see it that way.
”

“
Cut the psychol
ogy crap,
I’ve had enough of your bullshit!
”

Reggie sighed
and gently pat
ted
his
arm
. He was
genuinely
sympathetic to
Adam’s
plight
even though he could see that he clearly
didn
’t like or trust him
,
he was determined to keep trying. It wasn’t the first time he’d come across an angry and lost teenager and knowing that Adam thought he was weird didn’t detract from his desire to help.
Adam’s
conclusion
was
that the man
was
dumb,
confirmed by the last conversation.
The city is full of them,
he
muttered under his breath
.

Chapter 5

A few hours later their
clothes
were
returned to them clean and dry,
and
Adam
couldn’t take
his eyes off her
. She
’d
cleaned up well,
h
er cute face, pixie nose,
big blue eyes and
long blonde hair was hard to ignore.
Looking
sexy and
wild
in
her
ripped jeans and tank top
he’d never been so
hot for a
girl like this befo
re. S
he
had gotten
under his skin
for sure,
but
for the first time it was the other way round.
She had the control.

Before it was always the g
irls
that
did
the running with
constant
calls or text
messages of love
while a
ll the time Adam played it cool. He enjoyed
the attention and
like to control
who he saw and when.
Poor
Katie
was the perfect
convenience
when
life
beca
me
unmanageable;
he would
f
requently
show up for sympathy,
sex
and a few dollars of her allowance
which she always gave him.
Having got what he wanted he would then ignore her for weeks on end until she was a tearful mess, winning her back with his lies-every time.
Now the tables had turned and it was
his
time
to fall
even though logic was
telling him
to steer
clear of what he
’d come to
see
as a bulimi
c coke sniffing drifter who was messing with his head he couldn’t resist, weakening at every curve.

Reggie
had his rules for bed-time. He would
take
charge
directing
everyone to their beds in a quiet friendly manner.
Adam and Summer
were
taken
to the second
floor of the
sprawling house
and shown into
a large bedroom with five single m
attresses on the floor. E
ach was
clean
with fresh bedding and plenty of pillows. There was no other furniture but neither of them cared, a comfortable mattress was more than enough.
He
left
them alone to bed down
and
it wasn’t
long before another young girl not
much older than Summer joined
them
. F
ive minutes later the door
was opened by
an older man also grateful to have a bed for the night.

Partially clothed and under a
warm thick quilt
Adam
relaxed.
Within minutes of
his head hit
ting
the pillow he was
asleep,
sheer exhaustion
taking over as
thoughts of a lustful night with Summer
slowly
diminished.

S
leep
quickly
became
a mixture of confusing
short dreams
each one havi
ng no connection with
the other
.
There were j
umbled visions of his f
ather standing before him holding out his han
d as if to beckon him to follow
.
Roy
’s angry face
was
enlarge
d to the size of a movie screen screaming obscenities and
,
his desires for Summer
became
a full sexual fantasy
.
Then
there
was
Reggie with a giant bowl of pasta
enticing
Adam
to smell the aroma
but eating it himself
.
The nightmares continued with a
hospital bed that he couldn’t get up from and a se
xy nurse breathing into his ear
-
but
when he spoke to her she spat.
All night the dreams persisted, the last one
being
back on the bridge. I
n the dream he
jumped
,
but woke up just before he hit
the ground.
It was this one that jolted him from his sleep
.

“
Morning…
”
He said to Summer hoping she was awake.

“
Morning
.
”
She replied
sleepily
.

The
man was snoring loudly and
Adam
was
grateful he
’d
slept through it as he surely must have been going all night
.
T
he young girl wh
o was in the other bed was nowhere to be seen, her bed neatly made up as if she’d been a figment of imagination.

“
What do we do now, do we stay here?
”
Summer asked.

“
If you want
,
we don’t
have anywhere else to go do we? If
we leave
,
we’re back out there.
”

“
Shall we ask Reggie if we can stay then?
”

“
Yeh, I’ll ask.
”
He replied getting himself up and going downstairs.

“
Wh
ere’s
the chick
that
was sleeping in our room?
”
Adam asked
Reggie
who was busy in the kitchen helping to prepare breakfast.

“
Moved on, many of them do
eventually, and then new one’s come
.
It’s
never ending.
”

“
Like some sort of halfway house.
”

“
You could call it that I guess.
”

“
But why do you do it Reggie, what’s in it for you?
”

“
Nothing ex
cept
personal achievement from time to time, that’s it.
”

Was
he just
an
eccentric who believed his life’s mission was to move people on a better life?  He confused
yet int
rigued Adam who hated the idea of being grateful to someone. H
is
sheer
arrogance
had
often preventing him for
showing gratitude or any sign of appreciation, instead preferring to mock people -believing them to be
gullible rather than helpful.

Down and desperate he couldn’t help
feel some gratitude for the kindness shown
by Reggie
and even though
it made
him
feel
u
neasy, he couldn’t
help but like the guy
.

“
How about some Breakfast?
”
Reggie
suggested.