“No, no, no. Kiss me. This is just a dream, honey.”
“Huh?”
“Listen to him, Rebeca. You have too.” her sister said to her, coming to her from the house, behind the bushes.
“Please.” he pleaded. “I don’t want to hurt you.” The Volturi were running toward them, ready for the killing. Rebeca kissed him before they could get to them.
* * * *
Rebeca woke up in a cold sweat. Spencer woke up by Rebeca’s scream and panting. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?”
She wiped her face and looked at him. “I just had the most insane and weird dream.”
“What was it?”
She groaned and fell back onto the bed. She breathed deeply. “I dreamt that we were at the hospital, that I had a stroke and before that, that I was in a coma dreaming that we were all bionic, me, you, Edward and Hannah, that my parents had died and that Jacob had killed his wife, daughter and Katherine’s daughters to get to me because he was insanely in love with me, you attacked and killed him, and that you had me kiss you because you had a scar on your back that wouldn’t heal. And then, I woke up in the hospital. My parents, you and Hannah and Edward were there, and you were telling me that what I dreamt was just hallucinations and that the only thing that was real was that we were engaged and that Hannah and Edward were married. Then, um, I was let out of the hospital, Hannah was bringing me home and, um, I-I told Hannah to leave me alone with you for a minute to talk, and I told you that I couldn’t marry you, you asked why and I said that I just couldn’t, that I was ugly and hideous.” She breathed deeply to gain composure. “Then I told Hannah to take me home, so she did and then, on my way home, I told her a very dark secret from everyone: I was a vampire. Then, you came looking for me and Hannah told you that I told her that I didn’t want to marry you because I didn’t want to hurt you, so then you went to go and find me, until you did, and then, um, I told you that there were a group of vampires coming toward me to kill me and anyone who knew the secret. So, um, you told me to kiss you and that this was all a dream and, um, that’s when I woke up.”
“Wow, that’s a lot for a night.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead. “But it’s over now, so just go to sleep, all right? Do you want me to play you a lullaby on the piano to help you go to sleep?”
“No, it’s OK. I’ll be fine. How’s Jasmine?”
“She’s good, sleeping right now.” He leaned in and kissed her lips, wrapping his arms around her waist, protecting her. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear.
She whispered back, “I love you, too.” She fell asleep into her husband’s arms.
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