Dead Dreams ((Young Adult Paranormal Romance) ( Dead Dreams Trilogy)) by Michelle Wright Page A
Authors: Michelle Wright
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“ Your clothes are really retro. ” Summer replied, laughing at his appearance.
“ I love the 70’s, call me a freak if you want, but that’s me. ”
They decide d to check out his place even if it was only for a good nights sleep an d a chance to get clean then they would be on their way the following day. A surprise was in store when afte r a short walk to a three story house they discovered they were far from alone . I t was full of down and out drunks and homeless teenagers.
“ Is this some kind of shelter? ” Adam asked, shocked at the sheer numbers.
“ It’s the Reggie shelter… like it? ” He was proud of his home from home and couldn’t wait to show it off.
Unsure of what to make of the man and his dishevelled house filled to the brim with a myriad of people , Adam thought he’d entered a paralle l universe . E verything that had happened since he left home was making less and less sense, the weirdest people, coldest city and a screwed up girl that he couldn’t figure out . For some unexplained reason he still felt obligated to take care of her even though she got on his nerves constantly and, the more he searched his mind for the logic as to why - the less he found the answer.
His frustration was increasing as all the regular conversations that he’d depended on since childhood with his father had stopped . He was beginning to think it was his own fault.
Maybe he’s pissed that I’ve left home, maybe he’s ignoring me on purpose?
“ First a shower, I have toothbrushes, then some soup and dessert and a good night’s sleep. ” Reggie said as he directed Summer to the bathroom.
Adam ignore d the other residents, most of them were older . H e counted about fifteen men and women either lying on mattresses or sitting on the numerous couches in the large comfortable living room. The scene left Adam suspicious.
This guy might be crazy but he must be loaded, a house like th is and feeding the f ive thousand. W here the fuck does the money come from ?
Summer appeared wearing a borr owed bath robe two sizes to big, she had transformed from dirty and dishe velled to stunning and beautiful. H er hair was shining and the sweet smell of soap and shampoo caught Adam’s attention. In spite of how attractive she looked he couldn’t wait a moment longer and headed up the stairs to wash away the last few horrible days of his life.
The hot water felt so good and Reggie had supplied everything that Adam needed even a razor and aftershave. A fter everything it was like being in a five star hotel.
Emerging clean and scrubbed in a bathrobe, their clothes in the wash a sense of relief swept over him. He could n’t help feeling relaxed for the first time in days as he found Summer in the communal kitchen at a large table enjoying her soup. Worried that she was going to do what she always did- he shot her a knowing glance.
“ No, no I’m okay…I won’t do it cause do n’t feel the need to. ” She said reassuringly.
A middle aged woman placed a bowl of soup with two chunks of fresh bread on the table for Adam and it was bliss. H e devoured the soup with gusto.
“ My you’re a hungry boy. ” The woman remarked even though she’d seen it many times before.
“ First proper food I’ve had in days. ” He replied between mouthfuls.
She tried to start a conversation , but the only thing on Adam’s mind was to eat and get his clothes back. Summer was already on dessert, a large por tion of cheesecake that she ate with lightening speed resulting in her making a quick exit back upstairs .
“ It’s a shame isn’t it? ” The woman said , “ A young girl like that with such a problem. ”
Adam was suspicious about how she knew that Summer was bulimic. His paranoia then turned to thoughts of witchcraft, satanic rituals and sacrifices and that they were being set up as lambs to the slaughter.
Forgoing dessert he decided to confront Reggie . Searching endless rooms he eventually found him and
“ Your clothes are really retro. ” Summer replied, laughing at his appearance.
“ I love the 70’s, call me a freak if you want, but that’s me. ”
They decide d to check out his place even if it was only for a good nights sleep an d a chance to get clean then they would be on their way the following day. A surprise was in store when afte r a short walk to a three story house they discovered they were far from alone . I t was full of down and out drunks and homeless teenagers.
“ Is this some kind of shelter? ” Adam asked, shocked at the sheer numbers.
“ It’s the Reggie shelter… like it? ” He was proud of his home from home and couldn’t wait to show it off.
Unsure of what to make of the man and his dishevelled house filled to the brim with a myriad of people , Adam thought he’d entered a paralle l universe . E verything that had happened since he left home was making less and less sense, the weirdest people, coldest city and a screwed up girl that he couldn’t figure out . For some unexplained reason he still felt obligated to take care of her even though she got on his nerves constantly and, the more he searched his mind for the logic as to why - the less he found the answer.
His frustration was increasing as all the regular conversations that he’d depended on since childhood with his father had stopped . He was beginning to think it was his own fault.
Maybe he’s pissed that I’ve left home, maybe he’s ignoring me on purpose?
“ First a shower, I have toothbrushes, then some soup and dessert and a good night’s sleep. ” Reggie said as he directed Summer to the bathroom.
Adam ignore d the other residents, most of them were older . H e counted about fifteen men and women either lying on mattresses or sitting on the numerous couches in the large comfortable living room. The scene left Adam suspicious.
This guy might be crazy but he must be loaded, a house like th is and feeding the f ive thousand. W here the fuck does the money come from ?
Summer appeared wearing a borr owed bath robe two sizes to big, she had transformed from dirty and dishe velled to stunning and beautiful. H er hair was shining and the sweet smell of soap and shampoo caught Adam’s attention. In spite of how attractive she looked he couldn’t wait a moment longer and headed up the stairs to wash away the last few horrible days of his life.
The hot water felt so good and Reggie had supplied everything that Adam needed even a razor and aftershave. A fter everything it was like being in a five star hotel.
Emerging clean and scrubbed in a bathrobe, their clothes in the wash a sense of relief swept over him. He could n’t help feeling relaxed for the first time in days as he found Summer in the communal kitchen at a large table enjoying her soup. Worried that she was going to do what she always did- he shot her a knowing glance.
“ No, no I’m okay…I won’t do it cause do n’t feel the need to. ” She said reassuringly.
A middle aged woman placed a bowl of soup with two chunks of fresh bread on the table for Adam and it was bliss. H e devoured the soup with gusto.
“ My you’re a hungry boy. ” The woman remarked even though she’d seen it many times before.
“ First proper food I’ve had in days. ” He replied between mouthfuls.
She tried to start a conversation , but the only thing on Adam’s mind was to eat and get his clothes back. Summer was already on dessert, a large por tion of cheesecake that she ate with lightening speed resulting in her making a quick exit back upstairs .
“ It’s a shame isn’t it? ” The woman said , “ A young girl like that with such a problem. ”
Adam was suspicious about how she knew that Summer was bulimic. His paranoia then turned to thoughts of witchcraft, satanic rituals and sacrifices and that they were being set up as lambs to the slaughter.
Forgoing dessert he decided to confront Reggie . Searching endless rooms he eventually found him and
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