bright colours that shone as well scent of coffee surrendered you, trying to make out what you could remember from the text book lying face up on the table. you had sent your boyfriend jeno a text hours ago to make sure he was OK. with a sigh you reached you hand over and typed out a new text. pressing send, placing down your phone to get back to the studying.
almost intermediately a message popâs up on your phone, a smile pulling on your face seeing the massage. you had been so distracted by your boyfriends message that you donât see you friend come back with what may be you 4th coffee.
their face pulled into a look of distaste and worry â stop looking at your phone, we finally go out to study or go places but your to lost in your fantasy land to pay attention.â (f/n) slammed the coffee on the table after their outburst. you rolled your eyes â(f/n) i donât know what your talking about? iâve been here weâve been studying for hours and now that i try to contact my boyfriend to let him know were i am.that when you get bent out of shape?â
âit not that,its how insane you are. why are you so hung up on it? canât you just let go?â you shoot you friend a glare before retorting â hung up on what? that your being a bitch and are just attacking me?â ( f/n) let out a stressed laugh shaking the bangs from her face before starting to collect her things â call me when you get out of whatever insane dream your in and have finally comeback to the place called earth. goodbye (y/n)â.
your friend then proceed to walk out of the cafe before shutting the door harshly. the sudden feeling of embarrassment as well as others eyes fell upon your figure. the tighting feeling of anxiety taking hold of your body, hands fumbling about to gather you things. quickly as possible walking out of the cafe covering you face on one side. why were you so embarrassed?, you were right. what dream were you dreaming? what fantasy were stuck in? what where so hung up on? . just asking your self those questions you could almost here someone response but it sounded drowned out and muffled almost like your refused to hear it.
as the walk home from the cafe was coming to its end, both the pounding from your feet and head begging for rest would be answered. you had walk for about an hour to help clear you mind, but yest there was something in your mind bugging you. pulling your keys from your bag to unlock your front door, as you entered the warm comforting house your eyes drifted to your dad who was watching tv. â hi papa, how was your day?â your cheery voice rang out turning his head to you â i was good, how about you?â âup and down, i think im going to head to bed early my head has been pounding. also tomorrow i going out with jeno. OKâ you stated heading up the stairs to your room not minding the confusion on you fathers face as well as choose to ignore his words.
after doing your nightly routine and getting into bed. your arm moved to grab your phone texting jeno one last time, after see the screen flash with his respone your eyebrows frown and tears welled up. the colour almost draining to a mute tone. closing your eyes tightly before opening them up to see the bright colours filter back into the world. rereading the response seeing you had read the message wrong and that everything was fine. a smile was stuck on your face as you went to sleep with the hope the bright colour would stay.
that night those colours came into the dream that was so sweet. it was you and him having a picnic at the beach. everything was perfect the scent of the ocean the look of him with his perfect hair and beautiful laugh. smiling as you ate strawberries as you listened to his voice talk. jenoâs voice even when you were dreaming was so perfect. âi think we should start going soon or well be walking in the darkâ he asked, you nodded your head dumbly being to entranced. the bright blue sky that had small strokes of pink ad purple made him almost angelic.
as you to were garbing your bags and started to walk to the exit of the beach jeno gave you a quick peck on the lips. as he went to speak âwhat are you so hung up on it? cant you just let it go?â his voice wasn't his but you friends. making you freeze in place. you parted then saw the bright colours bleed away and drip out of your dream. the colours became muted and dull as if you couldnât stay dreaming anymore. standing in front of you starring at jeno before he spoke again but with your dads words.â jeno? when did you start talking again, i though you guys stopped seeing each otherâ. those ere the words you had heard but choose to act like it wasn't spoken.
shooting up in bed realizing the once bright colours were all muted. whipping your body to check your phone to make sure it wasn't true. you and jeno had to still be together right. scrolling threw the one sided messages that you had sent for weeks the only reply, all those sweet replies you had seen were replaced with the automatic response you get when you've been blocked. reality really wasnât kind to you, everyone was right. tears were pooling in your eyes.
 why were you so embarrassed? because your friend was right you were crazy and had choose to kep up that delusion of him.
what dream were you dreaming? that jeno still was by your side or that jeno was still your boyfriend.Â
what fantasy were stuck in? that of your love for jeno.
what where so hung up on? lee jeno.
you had know the answers for all of those questions the whole time but you were to busy dreaming to respond, so you gaged and drowned that part of you. making you fall full force into this delusion of yours.everything from the breakup six weeks ago to now came rushing into your brain. as you begin to sob uncontrollably from heartbreak, sadness, and embarrassment. the bright warm colours of your fantasy could no longer wrap you in comfort.
now you sobs where only heard by the dull, muted colors that were your reality.