Chapter Fourteen: Late Night Call

“Oh, so you’ve met him?” Jean reacted to her like she already knew it will happen as she expected. As she told her about her encounter with the guy who brought her to the hospital.

“So, what about him? Wasn’t he the guy in your dream? Do you remember him, you know, the sketch?” Jean asked her the thing that she doesn’t even know what she was talking about. Until she showed her a photo from her phone.

She can’t believe what’s happening in her mind. The guy in ripped jeans, I mean the guy named Vince as far as she remembers it clearly, totally has a resemblance to the photo that Jean showed her. And what Jean told her about this dream of hers was definitely out of her sanity.

“Dear, I swear, I remember nothing else about the dream that you were saying. And with that sketch, I couldn’t find it in my room. Also, those things that you said that I tell you before. I can’t remember any single of them. I’m a blank slate.”

“Aren’t you dreaming anymore? How was your sleep last night? Have you remembered anything about any dream of yours?”

Truthfully, she is feeling normal, yet she also feels that there is lacking.

“Of course, I’m still dreaming. I have nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, I have a pleasant dream when I was in the hospital, and also last night. However, I can’t able to recap it when I woke up. But I certainly know I have a wonderful dream.”

“So you’re not remembering anything clearly like last time?” Jean is analyzing her dream behavior.

“Well, I think so. Just like a normal human being. After we woke up, we can remember a thing but not detailed enough to recapture it clearly.”

“You know, I think you’re back to being normal. However, I felt sad that you can’t remember the thing you told me before. It just quite fascinated me.”

“Whatever it is, I don’t care anymore. Since I feel good after taking some rest in the hospital.” She knows Jean is feeling strange about her behavior. She can feel it. But what can she do if she can’t remember it anymore?

……..

Buzz… Buzz…

She was about to lie on her bed when she noticed her phone vibrating. She wasn’t expecting someone to call her at this late hour. Her mind was wondering who it was when she missed an unknown caller.

Beep...

Her phone vibrated again but in a message tone. She opened the inbox and read it.

“Hi, Cara! Vince here. Are you sleeping already?”

Oh, so it’s him.

“Oh, hello. It’s already late. Maybe, I was about to sleep at this hour.”

She just replied to him to answer his message. Though she thinks she’s going to sleep late this time because of this guy.

After she sent her text. He called her shortly.

“So you get my number to disturb me at this late hour?” She answered his call and teased him.

“Since it’s late and you’re about to sleep. I’m just going to say goodnight to you. But honestly, I wanted to hear your voice before I sleep.” She thought he gets her number to talk to her about their project presentation. But it looks like he’s flirting with her.

“I knew it. I thought you were going to ask me about our project presentation so I answered your call even if I’m about to sleep.” She fell on his tricks. This guy is like a magnet that she’s about to get attracted to.

“Oh, well. I will also do that. However, it’s late already so I’m just saying my goodnight and hearing your voice, of course.” He just repeated his reason like he wants to prolong their conversation.

“There’s still time before I have to complete my sleep. And since we already talking. What’s the thing you want to ask about it?” She doesn’t want to extend the call. She just needs to get through the thing with him immediately.

“We still have time tomorrow, Cara. I will come to you in the early morning tomorrow. As far as you know, I really wish to extend this call. But you need to have a good rest. It’s not my intention to be the reason for getting you into the hospital because you fainted again.”

She suddenly feels puzzled about suspecting him again as the one who stalked her at the library when he mentioned the word intention. It felt like there was a missing story about it.

The call has ended and about to get to sleep. But she feels tormented while still processing the whole thing that happened to her before and after the incident in the library. The thing that Jean told her about those dreams she had is the most frustrating of all. And this guy made her think that he also has a connection with those incidents.

“Have a good night’s sleep, Cara. I’ll see you in your dreams and tomorrow, of course.”

He sent her a text like he was not contented about his goodnight call.

When she thinks about it, she suddenly remembered a familiar word from his last text. But she’s uncertain of where she heard those words from him.

……...........

“You’re here. You missed me?” He greeted her with his gorgeous smile. Though she felt guilty about something for him, she doesn’t understand herself.

“Yes, I’ve been missing you the entire time, that’s why I’m here again. I’ve been busy with my life in the real world. So, I feel sorry and frustrated for forgetting you.” The thing that she can only say to him.

“Don’t be like that, my love. We already met in the real world. Although you didn’t notice me.” He said, in an understatement.

She went closer to him and hugged him because she misses him so much. She wishes to remember him in the real world. But this nice thing that she feels is only a dream of her.