Chapter 349

"Can you locate the place you saw them?" he asked again.

I nod "I can. Everything I saw in my dreams is still clear to me."

I smile up at Reddy. Grateful someone really thinks what am saying is true.

"You can't seriously tell me you believe his dreams are real? " Blondie looked up at Reddy on question " if that's the case I think you're nutter than me. "

Reddy shakes his head " I don't believe him, but unlike you, I don't want to see my mate sad, and not believing him will make him cry. "

I blink at him when i heard his words " you don't believe me? you're only doing this because you don't want me to feel bad? "

I wanted to say their words didn't hurt me, but it truly did.

If it was another person that said the words they did now, I wouldn't have felt as bad as I did now, but knowing it was my mates who said those words makes me want to howl out in anger and hurt.

"Don't feel bad about my words or Reddy's," he envelops me on a hug "we don't believe in dreams as much as you humans does. That's why we're having a hard time believing your dreams. We believe your words, but it's the dream we don't believe." 

I look at Reddy who's looking at anything but at me " is it true. Do you believe my words and not my dreams? "

As much stupid as my question sounds to me when I rephrased it, I can take anything they give me even if it's something as believing me and not my words.

"My Father sees dreams as child's play, and those who have nightmares as weak people. In his eyes red strong vampires don't dream and they sure don't have nightmares," Reddy shrugs " I think I've gotten used to thinking dreams as lies our brain came up with because of the time I was little. I had a nightmare, one that made father throw me into the dark cell where I stayed for two Days.

The experience I had there made me unable to actually dream, and even if I did. I never talk about it."

Reddy hunched his shoulders as he said Those words. Never have I seen him this way. 

Reddy always looks regal and foreboding no matter the situation.

This is the second time am seeing him in an almost defeated state; first was when he had that confrontation with father, and the second is right now.

"Am sorry about that. I never did know.

Am sorry I never thought of things that way. I only think of myself every damn time."

"It's not your fault love. You weren't there when it happened," he caresses my cheeks "it's our job as mates to look after you and not the other way round."

" You're a fool," I look up at him " you're a fool to think it's your job to always take care of me."