Multiple Nightmares

The doorbell. It can only be UniCorn! I jump from the sofa and storm out to the front door. I’m giddy with excitement. It’s been at least a couple of days since we’ve seen each other. So I open the door and my face cracks into a big warm gushy smile. But it’s not her. I nearly swallow my tongue.

J-Man: Hi.

I gawk until I hear cowbells. Or is it Jingle Bells? Already? Christmas has come early this year.

FridayNext: *whispers* J-Man.
J-Man: You live in a penthouse?
FridayNext: I do. I do, I do, I do.

He pretends he doesn’t catch my drift. It’s so not his question I answer. In my mind we’re in church and he’s handcuffed to me for life. Ace is the best man and numerous times he tries to drag J-Man away from the alter. Without luck.

J-Man: Well…

He waits for me to interrupt but I have adopted Uni’s goofy smile and cannot put two words together to a sentence.

J-Man: *clears his throat* I was wondering if UniCorn is in?

I wake up in the middle of the night and my heart races as if I’ve been coking non stop for days. Matt is fast asleep. I go to the kitchen and drink a glass of water. I need to calm my nerves and heart.

Matt: Hey, what are you doing up?

He is barely awake but makes his way to the fridge, eyes closed. He reaches out for the milk and I absent-mindedly hand him a glass. We stand there in our jim-jams, half asleep, with no lights on apart from the fridge’s.

Matt: I need to get back to bed.

So he leaves me alone but I am still shaken from the nightmare and I sit down on a chair by the window and listen to the heavy rain and storm. I sit there for five minutes and then I shuffle back to the bedroom before I get too cold.

Matt is taking up most of the bed. I ask him to scoot over. No reaction. I sit down on the edge of the mattress and ask him again in a louder tone. Still no reaction. Then I poke him and he mumbles something but only moves a few inches. I sigh and make my way into bed. I push and shove and pull the duvet over myself. I can hear him breathe. As long as he doesn’t snore, it’s comforting to hear him beside me. I dose off.

I hear kissing noises.

Matt: You’re hot!
Muffled voice: You’re incredibly handsome.

I open my eyes slowly.

Matt: Turn over, sweetie.
Muffled voice: I can’t. I already have my back to the wall.
Matt: Shit.
Muffed voice: Can you move over, baby?
Matt: No. She’s already on the edge of the bed.
Muffled voice: Damn.

My heart races again – I sit up straight and turn to Matt. He’s about to kiss J-Man.

FridayNext: NO!

I wake up by the sound of my struggle for breath. I keep gasping. Then I turn to Matt who’s fast asleep and I slap him on the cheek.

Matt: Ouch!
FridayNext: Don’t you ever do that again!
Matt: What?
FridayNext: Go back to sleep.

He sighs and pretends that he has no idea what the heck I’m talking about. I hog the duvet again and turn my back to him. I cannot believe that he’s snogging my future husband. It keeps pestering me so I get up again but this time I go into the living room to channel surf.

I walk in on Spidey and J-Man in the sofa. Spidey leans on J-Man’s broad shoulders and they snugglingly watch an action packed movie. I look in disbelief and finally throw my arms up in the air.

Friday Next: So basically you fancy anybody but me?!
J-Man: Well…

And he trails off and Spidey asks me to move my big butt because he can only see an inch of the screen. I have no clever comeback for that comment so I do a marathon to the kitchen and hunt down all the wrong food groups. When dawn comes, the nightmares must stop, surely.