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In My Dreams
By : ktekc
Category: Casts RPF > LotR (all) > LotR (all)
Views: 847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Dom sat in his chair nervously twitching and fidgeting while the “psychic” peered into her crystal ball. Why the hell am I here anyway? Because he told himself if I don’t I’m never gonna stop dreaming about this place and frankly it’s starting to freak me out. Every night for two weeks, he had woken up to a dream about the garishly colored storefront and the elderly kind of smug seeming woman inside. Enough was enough. Maybe his subconscious had something to tell him. Yeah right and maybe he should just stop eating microwave burritos before bed. Whatever, god he needed a cigarette.
“Are you listening to me young man?” He looked up and the woman was peering at him with those deep black eyes that seemed to look through him. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. Oh well in for a penny and all that crap.
“Yeah I’m listening. What else?”
“As I was saying, I see a young woman with black curls in your near future. She has the sight as well.”
“You mean she has the “Shining” ma’am?” “The Shining” was one of Dom’s favorite movies as a child. The remake just kind of screwed it up if you asked him. There wasnt anyone thatcould beat Jack as a psycho.
“If you are going to joke this won’t work you know.” She looked at him again.
“I’m sorry. Continue.” He said trying to actually look guilty and failing miserably.
“That’s it. The rest is up to you.” “Oh yeah, and I would definitely give up smoking though.” She said as he was heading out the door. “Trust me” he heard as the door shut behind him with a jingle of the bells.
I’m going to meet a bird and I should stop smoking? Mom could have told me that and it wouldn’t have costme 30 bucks. Dom took off absently kicking a rock down the sidewalk. Unable to admit even to himself that he was pouting. He got about a block and a half when the breath was knocked out of him and he hit the pavement. “What the. . . “
“I’m so sorry” came a little voice from beside him on the ground “I am late for work and wasn’t watching where I was going. “
“That’s alright miss . . ? “
“Emily”
“. . .Emily I wasn’t watching either” he looked her over “Nothing broken?”
“Just my pride and my lollipop. I’m trying to quit smoking and these are the only thing that seems to work.” She held up a purple lolli with a broken stick, covered in dirt. “Oh well.”
“Well that’s easily fixed I happen to carry extras” he pulled out three “Grape, Strawberry or Cherry?”
“I seem to have lost my taste for grape. I’ll take Strawberry and thank you.” She looked at her watch, “oh my I really have to be going I am really late now.”
He didn’t know what happened but suddenly “can I have your number” popped out of his mouth. Since the movies came out it was hard and sometimes just dangerous to do that sort of thing. But there was just something about her that seemed . . . ok.
Emily normally would never give her number out to someone she just met and was surprised to find herself writing it down and handing it to him. “Well talk to you later I guess.”
“By the way my name is Dom.” He smiled and turned to go.
“Bye Dom” He heard as he hit the corner. Sticking a Grape lolli in his mouth and shoving the small piece of paper in his pocket, he practically glided down the street towards his favorite coffee shop.
Emily entered the shop out of breath. Pulled her hat off and ruffled up her short black curls. “I’m sorry I am so late Aunt Rosalie. The weirdest thing just happened. “
The elderly woman with the deep purple eyes just smiled to herself and looked at the clock on the wall. “No worries my dear you were right on time.”- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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