Dead Dreams ((Young Adult Paranormal Romance) ( Dead Dreams Trilogy)) by Michelle Wright Page B
Authors: Michelle Wright
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the restr oom to wash her face and Adam was starting to feel a little more stable and less panicked.
Thank God I’m out of the city, now I know why people live in the suburbs!
Chapter 8
On his insistence they return ed to the bridge so he could relive the moment he nearly jumped.
Summer was curious, “ Why did you want to kill yourself, was it really that bad? ”
“ It was coming for years since I was a kid I wanted to be off the planet, since my dad died everything was black and my home life was shit . ”
“ What about now? ”
“ Maybe not so much it depends on what happens when I get home. ”
“ Did you ever have the feeling that you didn’t fit in? ”
“ Ev ery minute of the day since my dad died and, I hated school. ”
“ Me too all my life, like I never belonged here, an intruder. ”
Guilt swept over Adam at the thought of dumping Su mmer who , in all probability would head straight back ou t on the streets getting into G od knows what. Knowing Roy would never agr ee to let her stay even if his mother felt sorry for her pushed him to consider the possibility of not staying so they could be together. But where would they go ? Ne ither had any money and apart from couch surfing with dubious characters prospects looked pretty dim f or the future. Never before had Adam face d any kind of responsibilit y whether to himself or another. N ow that he was feeling responsible he didn’t know how to deal with it.
The bridge was deserted and down below the traffic was intermittent,
“ If y ou had jumped I’d never have met you. ” She said wistfully.
“ That’s true and you’d have not gone through so much shit! ”
Tenderly she put an arm around him and laid her hea d on his shoulder. He didn’t push her away and together they stood silently watching the traffic below, both in their own thoughts and both uncertain about the future and what was coming.
Making their way to Adam’s neighbourhood they were ready for anything although his heart was pounding with anx iety fearful of a confrontation the closer the got to home. S uddenly a voice called from behind them,
“ Is that you, Adam Smith, It’s me Mr. Langley. ”
Turning a round he was surprised to find an ex-neighbour who he ’d never really had time for. The poor man had become a nuisance after his wife died alw ays asking everyone for favours and taking up too much of people’s time. Had he been more popular and likable people may have been more cooperative and Adam’s biggest headache was the incessant talking - if he ever had the misfortune to run into him,
“ Hello Mr. Langley how are you? ” He replies being polite as possible.
“ I’m fine, what a lovely young lady you have with you . W hat’s your name sweetheart ? ”
“ I’m Summer, pleased to meet you. ”
“ What a fine y oung couple you make and I live here now, ” He replied pointing to a house across the street, “ It’s smaller and more compact as it’s only me. ”
“ Yeh I’m sorry that your wife died, must have been tough. ” Adam replied trying his hand at the new sympathy he felt.
Mr. Langley was s tarved of human companionship and was elated to me et someone he knew . Wryly he managed to persuade them to come and see his house but Adam was reluctant , yet he was af raid to refuse in case he thought him mean spirited, a pleasant change from his normal way of thinking . It would be for a short while , a distraction from the inevita ble- the big family homecoming that he would give anything to put off.
Summer wasn’t pleased about the diversion and didn’t understand the motive behind it. But to keep the peace she agreed . The house was small and slightly dark with a damp smell but it was a brief respite from outside , a chance to rest.
“ Sit, sit kids…make yourself at home. ” Mr Langley was so grateful for the company he couldn’t contain his excitement.
“ What’s your firs t name Mr. Langley? ” Adam asked.
“ It’s
Thank God I’m out of the city, now I know why people live in the suburbs!
Chapter 8
On his insistence they return ed to the bridge so he could relive the moment he nearly jumped.
Summer was curious, “ Why did you want to kill yourself, was it really that bad? ”
“ It was coming for years since I was a kid I wanted to be off the planet, since my dad died everything was black and my home life was shit . ”
“ What about now? ”
“ Maybe not so much it depends on what happens when I get home. ”
“ Did you ever have the feeling that you didn’t fit in? ”
“ Ev ery minute of the day since my dad died and, I hated school. ”
“ Me too all my life, like I never belonged here, an intruder. ”
Guilt swept over Adam at the thought of dumping Su mmer who , in all probability would head straight back ou t on the streets getting into G od knows what. Knowing Roy would never agr ee to let her stay even if his mother felt sorry for her pushed him to consider the possibility of not staying so they could be together. But where would they go ? Ne ither had any money and apart from couch surfing with dubious characters prospects looked pretty dim f or the future. Never before had Adam face d any kind of responsibilit y whether to himself or another. N ow that he was feeling responsible he didn’t know how to deal with it.
The bridge was deserted and down below the traffic was intermittent,
“ If y ou had jumped I’d never have met you. ” She said wistfully.
“ That’s true and you’d have not gone through so much shit! ”
Tenderly she put an arm around him and laid her hea d on his shoulder. He didn’t push her away and together they stood silently watching the traffic below, both in their own thoughts and both uncertain about the future and what was coming.
Making their way to Adam’s neighbourhood they were ready for anything although his heart was pounding with anx iety fearful of a confrontation the closer the got to home. S uddenly a voice called from behind them,
“ Is that you, Adam Smith, It’s me Mr. Langley. ”
Turning a round he was surprised to find an ex-neighbour who he ’d never really had time for. The poor man had become a nuisance after his wife died alw ays asking everyone for favours and taking up too much of people’s time. Had he been more popular and likable people may have been more cooperative and Adam’s biggest headache was the incessant talking - if he ever had the misfortune to run into him,
“ Hello Mr. Langley how are you? ” He replies being polite as possible.
“ I’m fine, what a lovely young lady you have with you . W hat’s your name sweetheart ? ”
“ I’m Summer, pleased to meet you. ”
“ What a fine y oung couple you make and I live here now, ” He replied pointing to a house across the street, “ It’s smaller and more compact as it’s only me. ”
“ Yeh I’m sorry that your wife died, must have been tough. ” Adam replied trying his hand at the new sympathy he felt.
Mr. Langley was s tarved of human companionship and was elated to me et someone he knew . Wryly he managed to persuade them to come and see his house but Adam was reluctant , yet he was af raid to refuse in case he thought him mean spirited, a pleasant change from his normal way of thinking . It would be for a short while , a distraction from the inevita ble- the big family homecoming that he would give anything to put off.
Summer wasn’t pleased about the diversion and didn’t understand the motive behind it. But to keep the peace she agreed . The house was small and slightly dark with a damp smell but it was a brief respite from outside , a chance to rest.
“ Sit, sit kids…make yourself at home. ” Mr Langley was so grateful for the company he couldn’t contain his excitement.
“ What’s your firs t name Mr. Langley? ” Adam asked.
“ It’s
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