"Wait wait wait. You're saying that I can see the future?" I had asked him, squeezing his hand as tightly as I could.
"Yes, but not of everyone. Just this one person."
I widened my eyes and asked, "This guy I'm dreaming about?"
He nodded.
"Is the guy even born yet?"
He nodded, again. Come on! I need ANSWERS, not nodding!
"He's your age," Ryo said, "Maybe older. You know everything about him because..."
He must have planted it in me. You know, the information, and made it surface as a dream? Like that Christopher Nolan movie everyone raved about.
"Why did I dream about him only when you came?"
He threw a look at me as I was about to ask another question. That shut me up.
"You don't only dream about him because I'm around. You dream about him because you have a mission. You need to find him, and do... something, and I'm here to tell you not to go."
"You don't even know what it is I'm supposed to do and you're telling me not to go? You're supposed to protect me?"
Well, I don't need that kind of protection, thank you very much.
"It's not that I don't know. I can't tell you," he took a deep breath, paused, and then said, "Look, we're connected, alright? The connection between us is so deep that if one of us falls, the other won't be spared."
Ah, so this is making sense. He's not 'sent to protect me'. He's protecting himself from getting hurt by whatever things he thinks I'm going to do.
"When I'm close to you, something in your subconscious weakens, and that allows another person's life to be lived in your dreams."
"So then why'd you come? If you didn't, I wouldn't have to suffer." Or have sweet dreams about a yummy guy's life.
He sighed, "Because you're my soulmate."
That's it.
The guy's nuts. Cue the puking.
I stood up, ready to leave from his crap when he wrapped his fingers around my arm as tightly as someone ever could.
"I dream about you."
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