Post by Black Cat on Jun 26, 2012 18:57:15 GMT -5
I woke up after having the same dream. I sat up and looked too my right to see the clock and then to my left to see my husband, missing. Sighing i grab his pillow and snuggle up to it inhaling deeply.
I hated thinking about where he was but i knew my opinion didn't matter all to much because it had been one of his dreams for awhile.
My dream always came a couple of days after he leaves always the same dream with little variation.
There's a fire that spreads caused by the man my husbands been documenting on and off for 8 months now. The man found out the my husband was following him to watch his moves within the drug "industry" and comes on one of the odd nights he isn't being shadowed; he enters the house silently while i'm watching the scene from a birds eye view he walks throughout the house my husband and his coworker rented and examines every possible "accident" he can create... in the end he settles from a candle next to the bed and lights it so the flames catch the bed and quickly lead the my husband being engulfed in the flames. however he doesn't light it right away no he assumes the my husband would wake up from the heat so he rips a curtain off where it hangs and goes out side to douse it with gasoline then he returns and drapes it carefully across my husband's body so it would hang over the candle.
When it catches the flames quickly devour the bed and spread to the rest of the house with the man stands in the shadows smoking a joint. the man snickers a bit and then turn to leave unnoticed.
my husband is dead and he's not due home for another month everyone here assumes hes fine; however he's not exactly fine he's dead, silenced by the man i feared.
he had kept a low key profile so he could fade in and out of existence there so he's not missed his co-worker died in the flames too. the men who died in the house no one seems to know the authorities are unable to identify them so the dig a unmarked grave and hope someone might claim the body so they can properly identify these men.
when my husband first left he said not to worry but I've had these dreams each night and he still hasn't called me this time i fear that i won't ever see him again.
I hug the pillow closer to my chest and start to sob until I've fade back into the nightmares and out of reality.
***
I mourn as if i have become a widow for i have not heard from you in two months and seven days i wait for a call but know there will not be one i watch there news waiting for the mention of a fire and two men dead to come up , but there is nothing but the news that's on every other night. I stand up and decide to grab a glass of wine and goto to sleep again in my emnpty bed the smell of him faded out about month ago but i sleep with his shirts since his smell lingers on them.
i drink till im tipsy then goto to lay in bed till i fade out into the nightmares again lately I've welcomed them for they have given me a since of relief that i know what happened, why he hasn't come back.
***
I wake up to the smell of bacon being cook and the sound of a timer going off, i glance at the clock and see that its 1 pm and i remember setting an alarm. i get up and walk to the door grabing the wine bottle off my dresser and smashing the end off to make it a weapon. i'm sure i've been heard but i don't care i have no fucking clue who's in my kitchen i wait behind my door while listening to the shuffling of feet outside my door. "Honey, Honey are you awake?"
i stand petrified behind the door as it slowly swings open. I watch as the figure walks in. tho the face is mangled and scarred i don't care i recognize the voice and hug my husband as tightly as possible and sob "Why haven't you called?"
"communications were cut when the fire happened and it was like you said in your dream"
i gasp and tears stream down my face in a never ending stream."I'm sorry i ever doubted you"
" my co worker died but i did manage to escape... barly which i why i earned this scar. they had to keep me so that the man the head of the cartel didn't do a follow up job on my family, i'm so sorry" he holds me tighter "it;s okay right, you under stand?"
"i understand and of course i forgive you i love you so much"
I hated thinking about where he was but i knew my opinion didn't matter all to much because it had been one of his dreams for awhile.
My dream always came a couple of days after he leaves always the same dream with little variation.
There's a fire that spreads caused by the man my husbands been documenting on and off for 8 months now. The man found out the my husband was following him to watch his moves within the drug "industry" and comes on one of the odd nights he isn't being shadowed; he enters the house silently while i'm watching the scene from a birds eye view he walks throughout the house my husband and his coworker rented and examines every possible "accident" he can create... in the end he settles from a candle next to the bed and lights it so the flames catch the bed and quickly lead the my husband being engulfed in the flames. however he doesn't light it right away no he assumes the my husband would wake up from the heat so he rips a curtain off where it hangs and goes out side to douse it with gasoline then he returns and drapes it carefully across my husband's body so it would hang over the candle.
When it catches the flames quickly devour the bed and spread to the rest of the house with the man stands in the shadows smoking a joint. the man snickers a bit and then turn to leave unnoticed.
my husband is dead and he's not due home for another month everyone here assumes hes fine; however he's not exactly fine he's dead, silenced by the man i feared.
he had kept a low key profile so he could fade in and out of existence there so he's not missed his co-worker died in the flames too. the men who died in the house no one seems to know the authorities are unable to identify them so the dig a unmarked grave and hope someone might claim the body so they can properly identify these men.
when my husband first left he said not to worry but I've had these dreams each night and he still hasn't called me this time i fear that i won't ever see him again.
I hug the pillow closer to my chest and start to sob until I've fade back into the nightmares and out of reality.
***
I mourn as if i have become a widow for i have not heard from you in two months and seven days i wait for a call but know there will not be one i watch there news waiting for the mention of a fire and two men dead to come up , but there is nothing but the news that's on every other night. I stand up and decide to grab a glass of wine and goto to sleep again in my emnpty bed the smell of him faded out about month ago but i sleep with his shirts since his smell lingers on them.
i drink till im tipsy then goto to lay in bed till i fade out into the nightmares again lately I've welcomed them for they have given me a since of relief that i know what happened, why he hasn't come back.
***
I wake up to the smell of bacon being cook and the sound of a timer going off, i glance at the clock and see that its 1 pm and i remember setting an alarm. i get up and walk to the door grabing the wine bottle off my dresser and smashing the end off to make it a weapon. i'm sure i've been heard but i don't care i have no fucking clue who's in my kitchen i wait behind my door while listening to the shuffling of feet outside my door. "Honey, Honey are you awake?"
i stand petrified behind the door as it slowly swings open. I watch as the figure walks in. tho the face is mangled and scarred i don't care i recognize the voice and hug my husband as tightly as possible and sob "Why haven't you called?"
"communications were cut when the fire happened and it was like you said in your dream"
i gasp and tears stream down my face in a never ending stream."I'm sorry i ever doubted you"
" my co worker died but i did manage to escape... barly which i why i earned this scar. they had to keep me so that the man the head of the cartel didn't do a follow up job on my family, i'm so sorry" he holds me tighter "it;s okay right, you under stand?"
"i understand and of course i forgive you i love you so much"