An Epic of Time Wasted

~~~ Brian's pov ~~~

i watched as Bella just stared off into space, like she was no longer there and her body was just an empty shell.

" Bella..." I softly said as I gently shook her. I let out a sigh of relief as she snapped back to reality and slowly turned, looking at me dead in the eyes.

" Brian...... My dream..." She stuttered like she wanted so badly to just spit it out but couldn't get it together. I rubbed her back in an attempt to calm her so she could finish.

" In my dream it was 1963 and you were there and Val and Matt, jimmy and Michelle" she rambled as if she wanted to get it out before she forgot.

" But we all had different names and Michelle wasn't my sister, she was your girlfriend and we all just graduated highschool. You and me died........ Matt and Val didn't want me with you and when they tried to stop us your motorcycle went off a bridge...." She said looking like she was watching the dream as a movie before her.

" and madam jane was there...... She worked behind the counter at the malt shop" her eyes began to well with tears as she finished. I felt a strange chill crawl down my spine at her words but for her sake I hid my emotion and pulled her Into my arms as she sobbed. I was at a loss, I didn't know what to do or say anymore. And to be completely honest something strange was definitely going on. This wasn't just a nightmare or a case of her being nuts, this all meant something I just wasn't sure what.

" Brian? Bella?? What the??" Neither one of us heard Matt come through the door but there he was with a look of bewilderment written across his face as he just stood staring at us from the doorway.

" Matt please, it's not what it looks like" I pleaded, hoping to keep him from jumping to conclusions and flipping out. Bella didn't even look up, she just kept her head buried in my chest.

" Well then would you care to enlighten me on what is going on then?" Matt growled as he folded his arms firmly over his chest. I wasn't sure how to explain this exactly, it wasn't the most rational explanation. I pulled Bella from my arms and she laid back on the couch, still not daring to look in Matt's direction.

" Let's go out front" I said leading a very skeptical Matt out to the pool. He still looked like he wanted to kill me but I had to try and explain.

" Look Matt, this is probably going to be hard to believe. But I just ask that you keep an open mind and hear me out" I said, holding my hands out before me in surrender. He didn't speak he just kept staring me down.

" there's been some really strange shit going on with Bella. She's been having some pretty freaky and realistic nightmares. Sometimes even when she's not asleep..... One of the dreams she had, I had too" as I spoke I could see Matt's features soften up as his look of rage was replaced with worry and confusion.

" So what now...... You guys had the same dream? About what?" He questioned. I took a deep breath and sat in one of the lounge chairs and he did the same.

" Well in a nut shell she's had dreams about her and I being together but in different time periods. One of them Being a time period none of us were even alive in. And in each one we died..... Together." He stayed silent as if he knew I still had more to tell.

" And last night she went down to the boardwalk and talked to madam jane, but when I came back with her the building was gone" I said feeling the hair on the back of my neck curl as I devulged the details. Matt shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his eyes went wide.

" Hold on.... Madam jane?? THEE madam jane?! The one that was burned on the stake in the 1800's?!" He gasp out as all the childhood stories of her flooded back to him. I somberly shook my head letting him know that was he was absolutely right. I think the saving grace to him believing me was the fact that Val had told him how Bella had been acting strange lately and also that Bella hadn't been in California that long and the only people that really knew about any of this folklore had heard it as kids because we lived in the area where all of it apparently happened. Not many outsiders knew of madam jane or saint valentine cemetery. He suddenly jumped from his seat and began running towards his house.

" Hey! What are you doing?" I yelled after him.

" I gotta talk to Val. We gotta get to the bottom of this before its too late" he yelled back and with that he was inside his house. I didn't know exactly what he was planning on doing or what he meant by before its too late??

Notes

Sorry so short, but just wanted to explain the last dream.