Chapter 4 Joe

“Your saviour?” I smiled down at her. Lately she’s been more open to me, showing me what sort of pain lay beyond those brown eyes of her. I watched her as her eyes were glistening with tears; that was when my smile faded. “Babe?” I asked. She hated being called “babe” or “baby” but for some reason she let me get away with it.

Her eyes scanned my futures as I stared into her eyes. “Yeah.” She spoke up. “So far the only time I have ever really felt normal, safe, like I belong on this planet, was with you.” She shrugged. “For the longest time I felt as if there wasn’t a reason for me to be alive. I’m too sensitive about things and I felt I would live my life alone, and honestly I don’t think I could deal with that.” She told me. My heart sank at her words, so I wrapped my arms around her.

 

“It’s okay.” I said, “I’m here now.” My hug grew tighter when she started to cry into my chest. I knew this was a half lie. I wasn’t going to be there because this wasn’t real. This was all just a dream and she possibly may not even exist. How could I get myself to fall for someone who may not even be real?

 

I guess that’s when it hit me, when I realised I was way too in over my head with this whole thing. I loved her, this mystery girl that I knew nothing about. All I knew is that she was sad, that she was in pain all the time and I would give anything for her to be happy. I wasn’t quite sure why though, since I don’t know her.

 

I pulled away from the hug as I watched her look up at the setting sun that was in the distance. Her eyes closed, as a small smile appeared on her lips, “What are you doing?” I asked her as I watched her closely, wondering why one minute she was crying and now she was smiling.

 

“Making a wish.” She stated bluntly. I stared at her while she faced the sky.

 

“Well,” I looked off into the distance too, “there’s not like a falling star or anything I don’t see, is there?” I squinted my eyes as I looked into the horizon.

 

“Nope.” She said as her eyes tightened more. “It’s eleven eleven.”

 

I pulled out my cell phone to check the time, it was 12:11, “Um, my phone says it’s 12:11.” I looked up at her confused. I watched as her eyes snapped open. She wiped her remaining tears with her sleeve then looked at me.

 

She watched me for a few minutes then eyed my phone. “I bet you, Joe. There’s a time zone an hour behind us.” She looked up at me again. “It would be 11:11 there. Wouldn’t wishes still be granted?”

 

“I suppose… well not if you’re not in the time zone while making the wish.” I shrugged as I answered her. I watched as she looked back at the horizon once more.

 

“Well, this is a dream world. Anything could happen.” She looked back at me. She knew, she knew this was all a dream. Did that mean I made her up? Why the heck was she in my dreams then?

 

After her comment I was instantly awake. I sat up in bed; the sun beamed through my window as I rubbed my eyes. Then I scanned my bedroom. “What the hell?” I said out loud as my eyes were scanning my room.

 

“Joe, you awake?” I heard Garbo slamming at my door. The time was 12:11; I slept for almost the whole day, which was a rare thing for me.

 

“Erm, yeah dude.” I replied back. I ran a hand through my short dark brown hair as I leaned up further in my bed.

Garbo then spoke up again, ”Nick called. He said he was trying to get in touch with you about the studio for today.” Garbo said. I watched my door for a few minutes then smiled;

 

“Alright Greg.” I said to him as I rolled out of bed. I stared at my feet for a while as I sat on the edge of my bed. I was shirtless and was wearing only a pair of blue pyjamas bottoms. Last night was a hot one in California.

 

I sighed as I pressed a hand to my forehead and looked at my door again. I was guessing Garbo left so I lazily pushed myself off of my bed and headed to my bathroom. When I made it into my bathroom I stared into the mirror. My hands hung on the edge of the sink as I leaned in close to look at myself in the mirror. “You look lousy,” I sated to myself. I then smiled, I thought about how my mystery girl would say the exact same thing to me.

 

I stared at myself. A smirk crossed my lips as images of her popped around in my head. I thought about our date in my dream last night. The thought of us together just made me feel content with my life. I knew there was something there.  My smile then faded; but what if she wasn’t real?

I stood straight and played with my hair as I tried to make it look less messy. Then my cell started to ring. I walked out of the bathroom and sat on my bed. I grabbed the cell from my nightstand, “Hello?” I said into it, a small smile was on my face again.”

 

“Hey babe.” Said her voice. My smile faded; I should have checked the number first.

 

“Oh, Hi Demi.”

 

“Joe, it seems like you were expecting someone else?” She laughed.

 

“Erm, yeah. Nick wanted to talk to me.” I shrugged. I was lying; I didn’t want to talk to her at the moment. I didn’t know why exactly. She was my real girl friend. What was wrong with me?

 

“Well,” She started off, “Tonight do we have plans?” She asked me.

 

“I guess. What do you want to do?” I asked a little unsure.

I heard her sigh into the phone. “Okay then. We can decide what to do when you pick me up later. See you tonight, I guess.” She sounded unsure too. Then she hung up the phone.

 

I dropped my phone onto my bed and held my face in my hands. What was I suppose to do? I would rather go back to bed and dream about my mystery girl. I have a real girl friend though, so what is fascinating me about this unknown girl? Gosh, I’m messed up.