WHITNEY

Time passed very fast. I couldn't believe it has been already two months ago since I had broken up with Addams, two months had passed since I had stabbed him.

It was the only thing I regretted during this war, I missed him so badly, I regretted the way I had betrayed him.

Every night I spent was more awful than the precedent, I thought time would erase the injury, though it had the opposite result.

The night was now the worst enemy I could have, Every night I spent was filled with cold sweats.

I can swear I felt Addams' suffering inside of my flesh as if we were bound, I could feel the struggle he was going through to forget me.

My heart was torn off, it was not just a nightmare, our souls were tied though I couldn't explain how, and nobody could understand me.

Armand's presence at my side worsened those nights, feeling his arms wrapped around my waist was dreadful, I couldn't explain how I succeeded to endure It until now.

I thought having a nightmare about Addams was the worst thing I could live, but this previous night has been the most dreadful night I have been going through.

I had dreamed of Mrs.Lucas.
Since her death, I didn't remember a time she had appeared in one of my dreams.

The stunning part was that she wasn't alone, she was followed by my parents, I could completely discern during this nightmare my father's face, and also my mother's one.

They were both there staring at me, Mrs.Lucas was on her deathbed, and I saw the tears rolling down her cheeks, I looked at my parents and they were also crying.

This hurt.

It hurt more than to see Addams broken, my parents, all of them were crying.

I couldn't understand why... why were they crying? They both held their hands and, after a moment I saw Mom and Dad leaning to console Mrs.Lucas who was crying more than them.

I suck painfully the air between my teeth and looked at them, however, they didn't utter a word until I opened my mouth.

"Why are you crying?" I cried out with tears cascading down my cheeks, breathing was a labor I couldn't wish for everyone to endure at this moment.

"You are hurting us by your behavior" they both expressed, with their voices synchronized.
They were all blaming me, and it increased the pain I felt.

"How mum?" I shook my head to look at my two mums standing there sobbing.

"I am close to the objective, you'll have your revenge, and I will give you the honor you need" I spoke, struggling to recover the breath.

"It isn't what I need for you. It isn't what we need for you" Mrs.Lucas expressed pointing to my dad and my mom.

"No mom, no mom.."

"It can't end like that, never mom, he will pay, he must pay" I cried, and cried, coughing hard like a baby. It didn't cease to drop down my cheeks as falling water.

"Remember the promise you made on my deathbed" Mrs.Lucas spoke.

My parents were standing, looking at me, they didn't speak they were just looking at me with such a pitiful look, a look filled with compassion.

They had compassion for that moment I was going through.

"Find the happiness, forget about this grudge, it won't help you"

"Remember what I have always told you, a joyful heart is a great medicament for bones" Mom wiped the tears on her cheeks, and with a sign of her hand, she called me to come close to her.

On my feet, I rushed toward her and she wiped my tears away with her thumb, she caressed my cheeks and planted a warm kiss on that cheeks.

They circled me, Dad, Mum, and my other mom Mrs.Lucas and I lift my glance to look at all their faces.

"Find Addams, he is the one who detains your happiness, he will make you the happiest on earth"

"Don't bother, he will forget about what you did, he loves you" Mrs.Lucas spoke with a smile shining on her face.

"No Mom, no Mom, I can't. Don't ask me about it, no Mom, not now, I can make him pay"

"No Mom, no, no, no...." my voice sounded.

And I felt a voice coming, it sounded husky, yet It wasn't a voice from my dad. The image of my parents became blurred.

I could no more see them though I was always moaning. It wasn't a natural dream, I was sure I had felt their presence, their touches, the tenderness with which Mom wiped my cheeks.

The husky voice sounded louder, calling me, as I was crying out, I woke up, and suddenly when I opened my eyes, I was in Armand's hand.

I touched my cheeks and felt the wetness caused by the tears I poured during this dream.

The breath was difficult to gather.
This asshole, this fucking asshole would pay.

"What is going on baby?" He asked wiping my cheeks.

I held his shirt and poured tears on it " I have dreamed of my mama"

"She was suffering she told her death wasn't simple, she said, she had been assassinated"

"Do you believe it, my mom could have been murdered?"

"Why? Tell me why?" I spoke giving some hit on his torso. It was my way to start punishing him, I hit him as hard as my weak hands could allow me.

I looked at him and his attitude had changed, as if he was a bit anxious, though he feigned to comfort me.

"It was just a nightmare, it will be okay" He spoke likewise his presence was something reassuring.

"If it is the truth, wherever this person can be, he will pay, he will pay honey" I expressed tightening him.

"It was just a dream, I don't think she had an enemy, somebody who wanted to see her under dust"

"It is just a dream babe, everything will be ok now" He spoke planting his kiss, this kiss of Juda on my forehead.

Sorry Mom, but it is here I would find my happiness, there in making him sink.

Sorry Mom, sorry Dad but it is impossible to forgive what this dude had done.