Can I Come Back Again

I wasn't able to go to school today. I got beaten up so badly by Jack, and my left arm got broken. My whole body hurts like hell. As i got to the dining room, my two older brothers were already there eating breakfast.

  

"Looks like someone likes to get beaten up over and over." Sean said.

 

I just ignored him, then Jean asked me.

  

"Are you a masochist, Kean? I often see you beaten up like that."

 

"Ha! Exactly! He might be a masochist, he never even tried learning how to fight back."

  

"That's interesting, want me to beat you up sometime Kean?" They both joked about me.

  

And as i usually do, i told them to shut up. When i got my breakfast, i ate it at the living room watching TV. My brothers are jerks.

  

There was one time that i told them about my situation, but they just told me to fuck off and deal with my own problems. So i don't want to bother talking to them anymore.

 

Brother, huh?

  

They seem more like strangers to me. I don't even really know them too much, and yeah, we're blood related but that doesn't mean i can come and tell them all my troubles. They don't really help at all,

  

I bet Sean and Jean doesn't even know each other well, despite getting along in making my life harder. While i was watching and eating, both of them already left for school.

  

So i got the whole place for myself now.

  

After eating, i went up to my room and rested on my bed. I suddenly remembered my dream yesterday... it was the best dream i ever had. I wish it was real.

 

"Sasha, can i dream of you again?" I asked through the thin air, lifting up my arms to reach out for nothing.

 

Hoping for something, i closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I just wished to come back to that dream again.

  

Just one more time.

  

  

"Woah, you're back!" A familiar voice said.

 

As i opened my eyes, Sasha was there looking at me closely. I can't believe this.... I'M BACK TO THIS DREAM!?

  

"Sasha!" I happily greeted.

  

I sat on the grassy field i was laying on, and Sasha sat right next to me. "I'm happy to see you again, Kean!" She replied.

 

My smile was glued hard on my face. My eyes looked around and saw this beautiful place once again. "This... this is really cool. What's this place called?" I asked.

 

"This place is called Euphoria."

  

"Euphoria. It's just how it makes me feel... this dream... i wish i never wake up from it."

  

"This dream? What do you mean?" Sasha asked.

  

"A-Ah nothing! I mean, this place is just so cool. The flowers are wonderful and your house is really unique." Sasha might think i'm being ridiculous saying that all of this is just my dream. I do wish all of this is my reality though. "Thank you! I really worked hard on these flowers, i all grew them on my own."

  

"Wow, you're talented in gardening."

  

She chuckled. "Hm, not really."

  

When i was about to talk again, my stomach growled loudly. It was so embarrassing! And haven't i just had breakfast earlier?Sasha just laughed it off. "It's almost lunch time, let's go make our food!" She said.

  

As i looked at my watch, it really was almost lunch time. Time flies quite quick in this dream. I just followed Sasha back to her house so we can make lunch.

  

  

- to be continued