Dreams Face After Gumball Novels & Stories

It is loyal and strong just like its owner. I pour myself a glass of whiskey. I gulped it all in one breath. The main reason was for me to get high and sleep peacefully today. For the past few days I have been having weird dreams where I suddenly see two faced Eve in my dream. But instead of seeing her in pain as I desire, I see her pink full succulent lips and her pretty face all over mine. She smiles too brightly. It makes me forget for a while that she is the reason I am hurting.

I didn’t answer. Gloss poked my chest. “Dream, talk to me. Because right now you’re hovering, blocking people, scaring the entire building, and acting like you swallowed a jealousy potion.” I pushed his hand down gently, but my voice came out sharper than I intended. “I don’t like the way people look at you.” Gloss blinked. “That’s insane.” “Maybe.” “Dream…” “They stare too long.” “Because I have a face!” “They smile too much.” “Because they’re friendly!”

Johnathan was less busy now that Hex was dead. He now just wanted to complete his unfulfilled dreams. But first, he had to undergo plastic surgery. 6 years ago, his face was completely disfigured, hence his nickname, 'Goblin'. Back then, when he was living in resentment, he didn't bother about his appearance. He just wanted to look more ugly so that he could look more intimidating to others in hopes that one day he could use his ugly face to scare Hex to death. But now that Hex was dead, he began to care about the way he looked.

Opening my eyes a little bit I saw Zanvil's face. Am I seeing this dream again? Seeing my eyes open he smiled at me still moving his thumb on my lower lip. For sure I'm seeing this dream again because he won't smile at me like that and he is not even here. He won't be back till Tuesday. Taking a deep breath I smiled back at him still with sleepy eyes because I'm happy to see his smiling face in my dream.

My face turns towards Dean, my lips leaving Issac’s to find his. My mind going blank when Gunner starts playing with the waistband of my pants. I groan, he’s just about to reach my core. I jolt upright. A dream. Oh my Goddess. It was just a dream, I tell myself as I’m panting, and my core is begging for more. Fuck.

He spat, and a painful gulp passed down my throat. Slowly, I opened my eyes and realized it was yet another vivid dream. I moved my gaze sideways and saw him still seated by myself. Our gazes met, and a big frown appeared on my face as I recalled the dream I just had. In the dream, he said something strange about me being wagered to him as a sex toy to give him an heir, which I failed to do. The dream was strange but yet familiar. I knew it wasn't just a dream but one of my lost memories.

He pulled his arm from under my neck. How did Gabe know I was awake? I pretended I hadn’t heard, acting like I woke up when he spoke, lazily opening and closing my eyes. When Gabe got up, it was impossible not to notice *that* coming to life in his boxers. And what a life… long and full! “Dreaming… of me?” I teased, unable to take my eyes off his erection. “We could dream together!” He smirked, unzipping his pants. “You never wanted to include me in your dreams. Why now? Can’t handle losing?”

“Daxxxxxxxxx!” I jolted awake after that, breathing hard while my endure body still shook like I was still in that cursed dream. My entire face flushed red as I tried hard to slow my breathing, feeling like such a fool for having such a dream. It’s been years since I last had those kinds of dreams and I believed I had fully gotten past them, until now.

****** WHAT A CRAZY FUCKING DREAM, I thought as I woke up soaked in sweat. I wondered what that dream meant. That man sure had some beautiful eyes. My mind went back to Gerry and how he stood me up earlier today. That ASSHOLE! It was the middle of the afternoon and I was feeling extremely hungry, I picked up my phone and went downstairs to get something to eat. I prepared a sandwich and enjoyed it at the kitchen island. I booted up my phone. There were thirty-four missed calls from Gabz and nine from Gerry. I called Gabz first. The phone only rang once before she answered. "Haze, are you OK?"

she added. Gwen chuckled as she sat on the bed. "I've been wanting to talk to you about what you said the other day," she said. "About the dreams?" Maya asked. "Yes," Gwen replied, nodding. "How do you know that I do have dreams?" She asked. Maya shrugged. "Everyone dreams, right?" She asked as she sipped the lemon tea. Gwen nodded. "Yes, but, I do have extraordinary dreams, Luna. I dream of people that I cannot remember their faces once I wake up. I only recall their names," she replied.