Dead Dreams ((Young Adult Paranormal Romance) ( Dead Dreams Trilogy)) (37 page)

BOOK: Dead Dreams ((Young Adult Paranormal Romance) ( Dead Dreams Trilogy))
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He closed his eyes and turned away, putting his
hands over
his ears to drown out the sound of a body being hit by a car and thrown through the air
-
he then
waited for the inevitable.

Instead
, the only thing he could hear
was
her voice through the roar of traffic.


Hey this is so much fun
,
come on Adam get out here!

He turned round and opened his eyes to the sight of cars and trucks going through Summer as if she wasn’t there. Laughing and jumping
up and
down she beckoned him to join her in what she saw was a great game.

What the hell is this?
Someone,
please wake me up right now!


Don’t be a pussy, get yourself out here it’s incredible.

She called out.

Reluctant to join her but curious at the same time he gin
gerly stepped out into the road
, preferring
to keep
his eyes
shut
tight
as he tentatively moved
one foot in front of other
until
he reached oncoming traffic.


Open your eyes idiot,
and
come over to me.

She instructed, confident that he would experience exactly the same as she had.

Her hand reached
out to his
to guide him
as he slowly made his way, feeling nothing except
that
he was walking. They stood together but Summer couldn’t get him to open his eyes.


Hey, if you don’t look at what’s happenin
g what’s the damn point in doing it
?

Reluctantly
he opened his eyes to see one
vehicle
after another passing through
him;
he felt nothing
,
not even a twinge.


Oh my god, what’s going on, why don’t we feel anything?

He remarked.


You wouldn’t believe me but it’s the truth
we’re dead and it’s awesome!

 

Chapter 1
0

It’s
sometimes
hard to accept the inevitable. When you have to find out for yourself that everything you’d been doing up to a certain point wasn’t real. For Adam the realisation had come t
hat he was as Summer had
put it, dead. No more analysing the situation and thinking he was mentally
unstable;
no more
imagining
it was a bad dream. Real
ity had sunk in finally-
the reason only certain people saw them was because they were dead too.


N
ow you see I was right
.

She
remarked.

They were done with standi
ng in the middle of the freeway.
Preferring to
put their
back packs
back
on
and
r
eady to go,
they
stood looking at one another with a mix of excitement, confusion and trepidation.


What does it mean, I don’t get where we’re supposed to go now?

Adam was still confused.


My mom had a book once, it was written by a psychic and I read a part of it, she talked about stuck spirits not seeing the light and drifting. Maybe that’s us
because
I don’t see
any
light.


Me neither, not once, so where do we go to look for it?


Don’t ask me, I don’t have a clue…maybe it comes to us or something?

They walk away
, both pensive and
un
sure what to do next except find somewhere to set up camp for the night.


Everyone we met, Rone, Reggie or all the others.

Adam said.

They’re
all dead
and stuck
like us.


I’m sure of it, and Elaine said she thought she’d killed herself.

The pieces of the puzzle were all starting to fit,
but there were still
important missing pieces.


The woman
that
told us to move on, she wasn’t dead was she?


No Adam, I think she was psychic.


What about the psychic
woman
in the hall
that brought up my dad
?


Dead.


What about all the people who were in there?


Dead as well.

It wasn’t looking good, since finding out the truth nothing had happened. There was no sign of a bright light magically appearing
enticing
them to walk into it;
no dearly departed friends or relatives coming out of the shadows to greet them. Nothing had changed
,
except that Adam was feeling more lost than ever and still didn’t know how he’d died and where. The more he tried to remember the more stressed he became. Even calling for his father made no difference, everything was just as before, dire.

No far from the freeway was a small field, no longer worried about where
they were they set up camp
neither having ever put a tent up before
. B
ut toget
her after a lot of cussing they
managed it. It was big enough for two and laying down the ground sheet they opened the sleeping bags. Summer remarked on how
cosy
it looked, Adam saw it
differently;
to him it was
as a symbol of
hopelessness
.


I’m not gonna spend the rest of eternity in a damn tent.

He remarked.

With his mood sombre Summer could do no more than lay down beside him and hold him in her arms and, as night came with no words between them there was nothing left to do but sleep.

The next morning Adam was awake first wondering why he was still sleeping considering he was dead.


Wake up Summer.

He said poking her
aggressively
.

She didn’t stir
,
much to his annoyance he repeatedly tried again until she finally opened her eyes.


Whaa…

She said.


Get up we’re leaving.


For where, we’ve nowhere to go now.


County morgue.

She couldn’t believe what he’d said that they are headed for the morgue
. I
t made no sense and she also felt unset
tled that since he’d known the truth there
had been a big change and not for the better. Before when they weren’t sure it was more fun and a little crazy. Now it had turned serious and she wasn’t sure if she liked it. Summer had only ever known a life on the edge and death hadn’t brought on any change.


What exactly do you expect to find in a morgue, your dead body?


Yep,
exactly
.


Adam you may have been dead for weeks months or years, you don’t frigging remember so what’s the chances?


It’s worth a shot.


Well I think it’s gruesome, going into a morgue and checking out bodies looking for yours, that’s so fucked up.

She replied in
earnest
.

He was determined not to stay in the middle of a field doing nothing. No matter what
,
he had to find a way out of what he saw was an unholy mess
. He had thoughts of his mother and the
sad look on her face
. Was that
grief for the loss of her son? Would
Roy
be happy now he was dead or was he riddled with guilt that he’d driven him out of the house to his death? The final burning question that he had to face, the one he’d dreaded was that maybe he did throw himself off the bridge that fateful even
ing. I
f so he couldn’t remember
, no matter how hard he tried
.


The cemetery.

He said.


What cemetery you talking about?

She replied as they packed up the stuff.


I guess I’m buried in the same one as my dad, if I wasn’t incinerated.


Ugh, don’t talk like that.

Making their way out of the field and back on the long trek to the suburbs Summer was scared to push Adam too far, even worried to ask him to stop for food or maybe consider a trip to the
forest
if they could find the couple again. She was concerned they’d never get back to the way it was before, ever.

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