BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 435: Dream Dace

Chapter 435: Dream Dace

EMMA

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I had never had such a dream before, I knew my dreams were always so real so I wasn’t surprised. It’s just I have never dreamed of this version of Dace before, the version I always saw either eats me alive or torments me, this is nice for a change, and for a reason, I don’t want it to end.

"Can you stay?" I won’t wake up from this dream just yet, for I know when I close my eyes I will go back to that reality and be torn between never trusting him again. It was the only possible explanation after what he had done. But right now this is the Dace I trust with my entire soul and I find it hard to let go, maybe I will forever be locked in the past, but I don’t care as long as I get to feel.

"You want me to stay?"

"Just until I fall asleep," a lie... I don’t plan on waking up so soon, I will savor this very moment if I have to.

"Are you sure?"

Why is he hesitating? "Yes, I’m sure" I grabbed his hand tightly. Oh God, it feels so real! The heat, his scent, his deep voice. The level of emotions right now was almost bringing me to tears.

"Okay"

I shifted for him and he climbed to my side, he’s so big like a bear snuggling in with me and I wasted no time resting my head on his chest. He went stiff and did not attempt to touch me.

"I thought dream Dace would do anything I ask, you’re too stiff" I tease. He inhaled and exhaled sharply before taking me in his arms and I have never felt so safe. "That’s better" I murmured, loving as his hand buried in my hair, they were stiff for a few minutes before going up and down in a soothing motion. I sighed in relief.

"Am I still stiff?"

"No," I smiled. "You’re perfect" I was on the verge of tears again but I chose not to let them fall, not right now. I’m trying to imprint this moment, maybe this very dream can eliminate my nightmares.

"I don’t want to close my eyes," I began. "Because when I do I will wake up and everything will be just as painful"

"Why?"

"Because Real you hurt me so much" I raise my head so I can look at him. His eyes stared at me confused. "It’s alright I know YOU will never hurt me" I smiled before leaning in to give a soft smooch on his lips. I grinned, placing my head back on his chest, his heartbeat increasing for a bit before going back to normal.

There was a beat of silence before he said "Do you hate this Real Dace, so much?"

"Yes... too much but it’s stupid"

"Why is it stupid?"

"Because I have no right to hate him but I can’t help it, he’s annoying and thinks about only himself, he ONLY cares about himself. He’s changed so much and it’s all my fault, I guess this is what you call my penance"

"Why do you blame yourself so much?"

I chuckled but it was faint because I was getting sleepily, even dreams have to end. "You know why, Dace, you know why and I understand if Dream you hate me, it’s only fair. I made a mistake, a mistake that cost me everything" My eyelids grew heavy. "If I could turn back time, do you know what I would do?" I closed my eyes.

"What?"

"I would have waited for you instead of going to find you that night because I should have trusted you enough to come back to me. No matter what"

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I groaned, stirring awake, giving off a yawn but I still wanted to stay in bed with no intention of ever getting up. A smile on my lips as I recalled my peaceful dream. God I wish I didn’t have to wake up, having him in my arms was a dream come true, setting aside everything and just being with him, but that is all it will ever be. A dream, I guess, is the definite meaning of a castle in the skies.

"Still feeling sleepy?"

I groaned. "Yeah, " I sighed.

Hold up!

I flashed my eyes open before sitting up with a start. "W-W-What-" I couldn’t finish my words as I stared wildly at a very shirtless Dace with only sweatpants hanging loosely on his waist.

Okay, what the actual fuck?!

I quickly covered myself with the comforter even though I wore a shirt, but God knows I sleep like an animal. "What are you doing in my room!" I boomed with my face burning, hopefully not a blush but anger.

"You mean my room" he countered.

I looked around in a heartbeat. Shit, he’s right! But how did I get here? "I fell asleep in my room!" Or did I sleepwalk? My body wasn’t aching or anything or did he... "Did you..." he gave me a smug grin and I wanted so badly to walk up to him and slap it off. Of course, he brought me here. Trust Dace to always do something unpredictable. But does it mean I wasn’t entirely dreaming? I shook my head, no no no! Don’t go there Emma, because it’s insane, there is no way that wasn’t a dream.

"Gifting me to you is not enough? Now you want my privacy?" I snarled, kneeling on the bed and tossing a pillow to him which he caught with ease. Keeping that stoic expression on his dead features. "Dick!"

"Wash up and come down for breakfast" he dropped the pillow on the bed and walked out of the room.

Okay... I wasn’t expecting that, I was expecting a threat or something because I knew he didn’t like being insulted, was he letting me off the hook? Scratch that I need to pee! I dashed to the bathroom to relieve myself.

Dace’s bathroom is grander than mine as expected with black tiles to match just like his dark soul. After doing my business I went to rinse my face, opening the cupboard to see if I would find an extra toothbrush. Believe me, I was just playing with my chances right now and nothing was stopping me from sticking a toothpaste in my mouth and calling it a day. But I was caught off guard when I saw a spare, I didn’t expect that and thought nothing of it and proceeded to brush my teeth.

After I was done with that I needed something to rinse my face with and just at that moment, my eyes caught a face wash, and it was feminine after reading the contents.

"What the hell?" I frowned.