Dreamnotfound Heat Waves Novels & Stories

I spend some time shopping for books and grabbing some Blu-Rays of movies I like, then head back a few hours later with a dozen bags. I don't see either Adrian or Dominique when I enter so I just go straight to my room. I shower, then lie down for the night to get some rest. The bed feels like a cloud and I fall asleep in no time. I don't usually dream, at least I don't remember enough details to journal about them or anything. But tonight, I do. I'm on a beach with waves crashing against the shore completely naked as I step into the water. My eyes are closed and I'm moaning, hands are all over my body, delicate fingers exploring every inch of my skin.

/ [I see as much as your cameras do. Suddenly, she felt the slightest tremor. "Tadashi, did you feel that?" "Mm." They stayed on high alert. The tremors happened a few more times with short random intervals in between. /Eh? Is it just me or is the remperature rising?/ [It's rising! Heat waves! The ground is giving off heat waves! Spiders caught in it are cooked and swallowed! Your cameras can't see the distortions in the dark!] "Tadashi, we should go." She piloted away as she warned him, trusting him to follow her immediately, which he did.

She does not want to force Roseanne because the Heat is going to torment the poor soul anyway. “Today is the first day and the first wave has passed,” Iriana states in a flat tone. “You might feel the Heat again at night. It will be mild but I don’t know if you’ll be able to tolerate it. Tomorrow, you’ll get a full blast around mid-day and another one at night again. On the third day, however, you might end up attacking someone if your body doesn’t get its urges satisfied. You might even die out of the immense heat.”

He looked first at me then to Veda and finally over to Josh, who had already taken a seat in his usual recliner. I looked up at him and choked out without believing it myself. “I don't know. But last night I dreamed that Laylan had met a man named Daemon.” I must have been convincing enough for Mitchell because I could see his eyes calm at my statement. I watched him as he walked around the couch and took a seat in the opposing recliner from Josh. We all talked about my dreams and what they could possibly mean though none of their ideas seemed to be to my liking. But I told them all about my dreams and even my vision that I had had as Josh and I were swimming. I told them all what all I had

I murmured "You tried your best" A month had passed after Lily's death. Home never felt like home. School even got worse, news started spreading about me having dreams and how it actually happens. Everyone avoided me, no one wanted to associate with me, except for kelly and Liam. I felt like an outcast. I wanted to drop out of school but then I remembered my mom did everything to make me be in school, I was not going to throw that away. i haven't had any dreams since then and it really made me worried and alot scared than before. I didn't know what to expect.

~Harlow’s Point of View~ ~A Week Later~ Sweat prickles my entire body, making me thrash around. I know I’m dreaming, but I just can’t seem to wake up. There’s a fire and all I want to do is get away from the intensity of the heat, but I can’t budge. My mind says it isn’t real, but the urgency my body feels says otherwise.

The Dreams were about Dameon coming back and loving me again, only for me to wake up and realize that would never happen. Recovering from those dreams takes hours, the hole in my heart growing by the minute. I wish it all would end. **** I woke up exhausted and tired from hanging out last night with my friends. Jake, Luke, Lia, and Bri all came over, and we played a drinking game. I still couldn't handle the taste of alcohol, so I mixed it with a ton of spirit before I Drank it down. My head kind of hurt, and I yawned, sitting up in my bed. That was when I realized that I was hotter than usual. Feverish. And wet. Fuck. I was in heat again.

THIRTY-SIX July 11, 2018 “What in the buggery is going on over there?” asked Danny’s mother. She leaned close enough to the camera for her face to fill the entire Skype screen, which sometimes froze and kaleidoscoped into squares. “You’ve lost so much weight!” “It’s t-t-the he-heat, Mum.” “Humidity’s a killer over here, Bev,” Aiden added. “All you do is sweat day in, day out.”

She asked. "Yah, true! Where is she?" Lilian became sober, clenching her jacket around her waist. "We – We couldn't find her. I think –" I swallowed the lump in my throat. "She –She had a nightmare, she woke up terrifically –then–she asked for water, that – was – Gosh! I shouldn't have –" I was trying to explain to them, but I ended up stuttering, speaking gibberish. "Clam down! This isn't the time to regret anything, let –let's just look for her." Lilian concluded, and they supported, nook and cranny while calling her name. ~~~

That song, that was on the radio I have heard it somewhere before and I keep trying to wrack my brain to figure out exactly where from. Feeling suddenly like this is all something from a bad movie, I look closer at the date and time on my phone and then I know what has happened. I had forgot that the night before I had a couple friends over and we watched a zombie movie. Clearly, I am in a nightmare, and it is all because of that stinking movie.