dream...
carl was completely covered up to his neck by the blanket. it looked a bit weird.
"i'm in a sleeping bag with philip." he said.
i was a bit confused. sleeping bag in bed?
i climbbed to the other side, then i saw philip's head under the blanket far beneath the pillow. i lied down next to him. my right hand landed naturally on his head.
i started to rub his earlobe, like i always did to carl.
philip's was thin and small. i was touching his face too.
he licked my index finger while i was rubbing his face. i felt my heart missed a beat.
then i was touching his lips. he started to suck my finger.
i took my hand back.
"why are you sleeping in the middle of the bed. could you breath there?" i asked him.
he moved up a bit. his face was next to my shoulder. then he turned, left his back to me.
so i turned, spooning him. i could feel his back skin on my tummy. it was warm and smooth.
i put my arm around him, touching his chest.
he turned back and kissed me on the lips. the moment i felt his tongue i pushed him away.
carl reached outhis arm to grab me. he was angry.
we were fighting.
"you are all over him!" carl yelled.
"no i wasnt!" my defense seemed weak.
we kept on fighting with philip inbetween us.
carl grabbed my thigh so firm i was hurt badly.
philip got up and walked out. so did carl.
silence...
all of sudden i heard philip yelling "you dont deserve her!" then something heavy fell down on the floor.
i rushed out, saw philip lying on the floor and carl's angry face.
"you punched him!" i cried.
i felt heart broken. i started to cry, and calling ambulance. philip's eyes were already bruised. and several small wounds around eye area bleeding.
i was sitting next to philip's bed. he's awake and smiling. some of his friends came over visiting him.
it wasnt a big deal. he wasnt hurt too bad.
"you lucky bastard. your friends really care about you" i said with a smile.
he grinned.
i thought, so is he and i together now? damn if fiona knows she'd kill me! (she has a crush on philip)



