My Stubborn Mistress

How could this happen? This must be a dream. I screamed, but this person, we are in the same body; she has in control. Although I could see what she sees, our mind is not in sync.

I am trapped somewhere inside her.

How can make her notice me? Looking myself, no — it was ourselves since I was here, and she has me.

Looking at our reflection through the window car, I am guessing how old I am. Now I am thinking, I must be twelve years old.

I listen to her conversing on the other line. As I could also hear what she hears, my heart throbs listening to the voice I have known.

"Quinn…"

Tears began falling from my eyes as I muttered. I don"t know why, but I am missing him. Also, I am scared. Can I go back to my present time? If this is a dream when I can be a wake-up?

But I remember nothing that happens like this in the past. Why I am talking to Quinn when I was twelve years old? I just meet Quinn when I was sixteen years old.

What is this? If it"s not a dream, then why is this happening? I need an answer but I don"t have the voice of my own. "Quinn." I don"t know, but I want him to hear me.

"Quinn! I can"t wait to see you soon!" She said.

"I do too. Let me know when you are in Paris already. I was in Italy for important businesses, but I will go to Paris to see you."

"Okay, Quinn! There is something I will tell you!"

I could feel her excitement inside me. Paris. They were planning to meet in Paris. I don"t understand. But they seem very close already.

"Ca.s.sandra, let"s go!"

I heard Papa"s voice. I am glad; He was also my father in this dream. How about Mama? Did she also in this dream?

"Honey, what did you talk with Quinn? Have you told him already?"

A woman asked us after we got inside the car. I am happy; it is also Mama. And then I in this dream answered. "No. Not yet Mama. He might have got confused and get surprised if I tell him now."

"He will be astounded." Mama Hannah believe.

I was curious about the topic they were talking about. What are the things Quinn needed to know? I wish to know that, hoping they will mention it more.

"Mama, is it possible?"

"About what, honey?"

"I just can"t believe it. Like the lady said to me. I have a lover in my past life. Although I don"t understand what it means, I am happy that it was Quinn! He and I are lovers in the past, and both of us reincarnated!"

What are they talking about? What reincarnation did they mean? Quinn and I? Is it true?

If that so, then I will be too happy. That even in the past we are already lovers... With this, tears drop from my eyes. I was happy.

"Honey? Is there a problem?" Landon asked.

"Huh? Why Papa?"

"Why you are crying?" he asked.

"Oh, did I? Really? Oh, it"s true I cried," she realized. The younger me wipes her cheeks and left in wonder why sudden, her tears falling.

It surprised me. Why does this conversation were familiar? Like I read this chapter in a book. What kind of book is that anyway? I think harder when I remembered. I screamed and gone panicked. I am slamming this wall between us. I keep banging this invisible wall when-

Bang!

A gunshot I heard. It"s already happening. I could hear more loud gunshots and it was like aiming at our car. I could also hear now that she"s screaming; scared. And Mama Hannah began shouting at me to hide. I know it will last a little longer before we will into a crashed.

I could feel now that our car shaking up and crashed on the side of the road.

The car rolled down on the cliff. I could feel she was in great pain, scared. And at this moment, one thing I know for sure. Our hearts beating as one; yearning for the same person.

"Quinn!" she screams as I screamed.

The next thing I know, my parents at this moment were wounded; unconscious. I am calling them but the body I am inside cannot speak out. Also, badly wounded herself, and losing consciousness.

"Wake up!" I cried at her.

"You can"t die!" I begged. "Please, don"t die!"

"Ca.s.sandra!"

That voice. I know that voice. I want to see him. The person who owns that voice. "Wake up," I said as she was still unconscious. But I want her to hear me.

"He was here! Can"t you see? He was here to save you!" I told her as I cried behind this wall. All I can do but cry while banging this wall. I could feel when her body wraps with a warm arm.

"Ca.s.sandra, can you hear me? " He asked.

The body I am trapped inside finally opened her eyes. She had difficulties breathing as I cannot breathe.

"Who— who are you?"

"Ca.s.sandra, stay awake! Please!" Quinn is begging us. It was really Quinn. But how? Isn"t he in Italy? I am glad she finally opens her eyes, and it surprised me greatly when the Quinn I saw is the one from my time. Is this a part of the dream?

"Ca.s.sandra, please, stay alive!" he begs.

"Quinn..." is all she said then we both lost consciousness.

I still don"t understand what is going on here. If this is a dream or a reality. One thing I know…

Quinn was there. Quinn saves her. No — Quinn saves us. Even if just a dream…

He came when I needed him.

"Hey? What happen?"

I heard a voice in my sleep then a warm finger wiping my eyes. Is this still a part of my dream?

"Ca.s.sandra?"

That"s right. Quinn and I were sleeping in the same bed. I invited him. Because I was scared from that dream I have.

"What happens? Why are you crying?" he asked, continue wiping the tears in my eyes.

I throw my arms around his neck and I buried my face into his chest as I continued crying.

"Did you have a nightmare?" He asked me.

I nodded against his chest. It was warm. I now noticed, the pillow between us wasn"t there anymore and Quinn, he also now freshly had a shower and his clothes changed.

I blushed realizing these things. His scent lingering and I began having this strange feelings arising inside me. I was in dazed as Quinn began kissing me again and felt his warmth.

"Quinn..." I gasped. He pulled my body close to him. But Quinn then kiss my forehead and said...

"I will be here all night, you have nothing to scare anymore. Okay?"

I look up and stare at his handsome face. Quinn has a gorgeous blue eyes and s.e.xy lips. I gulped as I desired to kiss him. But maybe if I did that, we will share another intimate moment when our body was in fire. I have to behave. I know how Quinn tried to control himself.

All I did, is to pressed my head to his chest and pretended to go back sleep. "Good night, Quinn." I mumble.

"Good night, Ca.s.sandra. I love you. Always remember that..."