ANDREW:
"I love you, Andrew..."
I opened my eyes because of the woman in my dream. I sighed and sat on my bed. It's been 3 years since I started dreaming about a woman who kept saying she loved me. But I don't even know who she is.
"Andrew, hon. Are you okay?" I look at the woman beside me. My wife, Charybell.
I leaned my head on her shoulder and sighed.
"You dream about that woman again?" She asked. She grabbed my hands and gently kissed them. I nodded.
"She keeps showing in my dreams, Wife. I don't know why this is happening to me, But every time I hear her saying how much she loves me. My heart is aching as if....I'm losing her. " I confess.
She clenched her right hand in madness, as always.
"Don't mind that woman in your dreams, Hon. As I said, she is the woman who keeps chasing, clinging and seducing you even though she knows that you are already married to me," she paused and held my cheeks.
"Always remember, hon. That woman who said she loves you, Are the woman who killed our unborn child." I felt the madness crowing to my heart again.
Right, the woman who keeps showing up in my dreams. Who keep saying how much she loves me, are the woman who killed our unborn child.
She might sound so sweet in my dreams, but in reality she's an evil woman.
"Your right, let's just go back to sleep, wife." I suggest and lay back in the bed when she suddenly pulls her arms closer to her.
"No, hon. It's already dawn. Let's not go to sleep again." she seductively whispered in my ears and licked it.
"Let's just do something interesting." She kissed my lips and locked me in her arms. I hug her back and close my eyes feeling the warmth she gave as she slowly took my clothes off.
I close my eyes and feel the warmth inside of my wife.
I know that the moment I close my eyes, I will meet the woman in my dreams again. Which is kinda weird, I should imagine my wife, not the woman who killed our unborn child!
"Look at me, hon." My wife commands while slowly thr*sting her self on top of me.
My eyesight is getting blurred. Here I go again, I imagine that woman again instead of my wife. Damn that woman.
I hold my wife's waist and do the move.
"Andrew..." she mumbled my name.
When suddenly my mind showed me the woman in my dreams.
"Rhyme.." I suddenly muttered.
"H-hon?" My wife looked at me worriedly.
I shake my head and lay her in the bed.
"Hon? Are you okay...?" She asked while wearing her clothes.
"Let's just do it someday, Wife." I answered and stood up.
"But why?" Based on her voice, she sounds irritated. I didn't answer her and just went to the bathroom to take a shower.
I look at my self in the mirror.
"Rhyme." I whispered.
Who really are you rhyme? Why do you keep showing up in my dreams? Who really are you in my life? I should be mad at you for killing my unborn child.
"D*mn you woman, You're already dead but why do you keep showing in my head." I punched the wall in irritation. There's a lot of questions in my mind that no one can answer.