It's All Coming Back

Vincent

I jumped off the bed, landing on my butt as my feet couldn’t make it on time to catch me.

“What did I just see?” I asked myself, wide-eyed. It wasn’t a dream. It was too vivid to be one. There were no spirals and different weirds seen, it was just three places in my house back home. The parlor, toilet and my bedroom. I was with Anne. We were together. We kissed. No! We did way more than that!

I widened my eyes when I remembered where my mouth had been. Goose pimples rippled throughout my body. I went rigid down there at the thought of my lips on her soft curves. Jeez! What had come over me then? Did I force myself on her? Was that why she left? Whatever happened? I asked ruffling my hair in frustration.

“I love you, Vincent.” She said that to me, I could hear it in my head. Was I running mad? Was it all a big dream? Am I still dreaming?

I lifted myself from the floor and ran to the bathroom, going straight to the sink and splashing cold water on my face. As I closed my eyes, mo