The coffee machine sputtered as the black liquid ceased to drip. I sighed and poured myself a cup while glancing out the window, the sky was still dark and the neighborhood seemed to be asleep.
That dream really fucked with my sense of reality, what the hell did this one mean? And who is that fucking voice.
I rubbed my palms against my eyes and leaned against the kitchen counter, my blurry vision trailed towards the clock as I tried to distract myself from my thoughts.
7:00a.m.

It's too early, way too early...

Something jabbed me in the side, I let out a squeal and spun around, spilling coffee in the process. There Mikey stood, his glasses slightly askew and hair standing in different directions.
"Dammit Mikes! You gave me a fuckin' heart attack." I grasped my chest, my heart thumping rapidly behind my ribs.
"Sorry. Why're you up so early?" He questioned. I slumped against the counter and took swig from my cup."Dream." Was all I said, Mikey nodded and plucked the coffee mug out of my hands.
"Hey!'" I grabbed at the cup, but got nothing in return. I let out a puff of air and flipped off Mikey before flopping down at the kitchen table.
Mikey sat in the seat across from me and placed the now empty mug down in front of him.
"I'm leaving for a week with my mom, I need you to house sit." I looked up at him, one eyebrow raised. "A week? Where? When?"
He smiled slightly, "Ma wants to go on vacation so we're going to Georgia tomorrow. You mind?"
I shook my head and nudged his foot under the table. "I'd be happy to watch your house and mooch off your food while you're away." A smirk made its way to my lips as Mikey rolled his eyes.
"Thanks Frank, I can always count on you.... Dick."
I giggled, causing Mikey to snort. "Don't break anything or I'll lock you in the basement with the spiders." I drew an invisible 'X' over my heart.
"I promise Mikey, now lets go watch a movie or something."

Notes

Yay! My computer is working, now I can update my stories :)
Hope you guys enjoy!