~*~ Prologue ~*~


"Ash? Ashley?"

Ashley Angel was lying on his bed, just staring at the ceiling. A lot had happened in his life in the past few months and he still felt the need to process all the events, the whole thing.

"Ashley Angel?" a too familiar voice call out his name, waking him up from his thoughts.

"What?" he answered bothered for being interrupted.

"Nothing. Sorry. It's just that you were lost there for a sec, I thought you weren't feeling good, that's all." She answered, kind of hurt.

"Oh, sorry honey. Sorry for being rude, it's just that I have a lot on my mind."

"May I ask you what? Is there something I can do?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just… stuff. I don't wanna bother you with that" Ashley then sat up on his bed, "But hey! Come here! When did you get here?"

"Just a while ago. I was downstairs talking to Dan and just got up here."

"Oh, ok. And is Dan the only one in the house besides us two?"

"Yep. Well, he was. He just left actually. He was going somewhere, I forgot where."

"Hm… then we are alone…" she just smiled and shook her head slightly "Come here! Sit! Don't I get a kiss?"

"Of course you do! And maybe… something more?" she sat on Ashley's lap.

"I love you, Kirstin."

"I love you too, Ashley."

She leaned in to kiss him.

Kirstin abruptly sat up. She scanned her dark bedroom and then closed her eyes, leaning her head on her hands, taking a deep breath. That's when she felt a hand touch her shoulder. She didn't bother to make a move.

"K, baby, are you all right?"


"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Just a… bad dream."

"Do you want me to get you some water?"

Kirstin turned to face him. He was so gorgeous, so loving, so wonderful. She loved him so much.

"Yes, Tommy. Please."

"Ok, just wait here. I'll be right back."

Kirstin watched the figure of Tom Walsh, dark brown hair, bright green eyes, 6'3'', all muscular, get up from her bed and trail downstairs, to the kitchen. It had been almost 11 months since they got together. Almost 11 months since Kirstin last saw or talked to Ashley Angel. Almost 11 months and she still had dreams about him?

"It's just… too weird! Why does this keep happening?" she practically whispered.

"What keeps happening, honey?"

Tom sat beside Kirstin on the bed and handed her the glass of water. Before she answered him, she took a sip of the water.

"I just don't know why I'm having these dreams lately, that's all."

"Yeah. It's really weird. This is the third time this week, isn't it?"

"Yes. That's just… too weird."

"But what are these dreams about, anyway?"

"Oh, it's… um… they are just… hm… I can't really tell. I just know they are bad dreams because I get up with my heart all jumpy."

"Well, try to get some sleep, baby. It's 4 a.m. ." Tom sliding his hand up and down her back.

"Yes. Ok." Kirstin kissed him softly on the lips. "Thanks. Again."

"No problem, honey." Tom smirked "Now try to get some sleep."

Tom lay down and Kirstin placed her head on his chest. He stroked her hair gently. She felt safe. She could sleep again. Everything would be fine.

* Thanx Stacie and Taryn for reviewing and correcting the grammar errors *

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