For more than two weeks I have been dreaming of my parents. To dream of them is not uncommon, but everynight and these dreams... they are of battles and I wake with a sense of urgency to help them. I've talked to Dev about it and I get the feeling he can sense my parents and they are indeed together.
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Only the dead have seen the end of war )
This can't be happening. Once he calms down... I need him to be ok with this. Squeezing my eyes shut I feel the tears fall and my heart aches, "Please trust me, please."
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"It's not you I don't trust Shox it's them. If I agree to support you then you promise me to keep Strider out of this, all of it, ever..."
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Leaning in I kiss his lips softly, "But I would never knowingly jeopardize his life."
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I pull away from him and walk over to pick up my car keys. "I'm going to the studio. I need to be alone for a bit."
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I squeeze his hand then let it go. "The fact you can't understand why it upsets me makes me worry more. It makes me angry." I reach up and rub my neck where he grabbed me. "I'm just going to go for a drive and spend some time in the studio." I lean in and kiss him on the cheek. "I'll be back."
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"No, no - don't go please. Something.... something isn't right."
Grabbing his hand I walk us to Strider's door and open it. I breath out a sigh of relief that he is safe and asleep in his crib. I still feel very uneasy though.
Looking at Dev I caress his face and whisper, "Please don't go."
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"Who knows if I will be in any more danger than I am with crazed fans. Let's just look into this ok? I can't loose you," I look over at our son, "or him."
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I sigh and slip my arms around him and lean into him turning my head back to look at Strider sound asleep and oblivious. "I don't want to look into it and I don't want to lose either of you but I also don't like arguing with you or being angry at you."
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"Then give this to me Dev. Don't ask me to say no to them without looking into it more."
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I loolk back down at our baby boy. "I love you and I married you and said vows that I meant." I reach into the crib and gently brush his dark hair off his face.
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I want to understand why he feels this way. I DO understand his fear, I have felt it many times. But I also trust him and those around us.
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I try to keep my voice low, the anger bitten back. "I said you make the decision for yourself, don't make me responsible. You're not my slave, you can do what you want. I'll go along with you, support you if you want, just don't expect me to like it."
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