Dreamcatcher: Write something inspired by a recent dream you had.

Strolling along the deck, hand in hand with his partner, Matthew had never felt so alone. He should have been happy, winning the tickets for two weeks on this luxury cruise ship should have been just what they needed to bring them closer again. But looking over at her now, she only felt like a stranger. Naturally beautiful, he hated seeing how much make up she wore, always wanting to be presentable for board meetings, never knowing when she’d meet that next big client. He missed the days when they would lounge around their apartment in sweats and she wouldn’t worry that her hair was tousled and her face make up free. They had been so much more relaxed then, laughing freely, playful, he missed those days.

They so rarely spent time together at home, the last week together on this boat had felt like a lifetime, an uncomfortable one. Without work to talk about, the conversation was dry, their holding hands a pretence for a happy couple. They had been happy once, young and in love, they had talked of marriage and children, but their careers took over. He still hoped that one day they would have a family, but right now it seemed an impossibility.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard his name announced over the ship’s speakers. ‘I repeat, this is a passenger announcement for Matthew Davidson and his partner, please would you report to the Bridge.’

‘The Bridge? Why would they want us to go there?’ she asked.

‘No idea!’ he said ‘Perhaps because we won the tickets?’

‘Ooh, do you think we get something special, dinner with the Captain? Let’s go!’

He let her drag him towards the main elevator hall, praying that whatever it was it would give them something to talk about.

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His hand was yanked out of his wife’s by their youngest son, he was at the age where he hated seeing them together, especially holding hands, it was the worst thing in the world to him. They were trying to take a nice walk around the deck, but with the youngest playing up and the twins constantly bickering, it just wasn’t happening. He knew it was awful, but Matt wished that the tickets they had won had been for two, instead of the whole family. Two weeks alone on a luxury cruise would have done them the world of good, it had been so long since they had been able to spend any quality time together.

Looking at his wife he could see how their family had taken its toll on her. Beautiful as she was to him, he couldn’t help but notice the lines on her face, from stress, worry and exhaustion. Her hair, once shiny and luscious, was now kept constantly tied back, away from her face, he missed seeing it free and tousled. He knew how lonely she was at home, alone with the children all day, she wouldn’t say it but he knew she resented giving up her job. He tried his best in the evening to make things special for them, but they usually ended up bickering themselves, arguing over whose job it was to tidy up after the kids, who was responsible for not picking up the right food for dinner. He missed the days when it had just been them, carefree, young and in love. He felt guilty even thinking that though, he knew they were lucky to have their family, but he also missed their relationship.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard his name announced over the ship’s speakers. ‘I repeat, this is a passenger announcement for Matthew Davidson and his family, please would you report to the Bridge.’

‘The Bridge? Why would they want us to go there?’ she asked.

‘No idea!’ he said ‘Perhaps because we won the tickets?’

‘Knowing our luck one of kids has probably broken something, come on, let’s go and see what’s wrong’

He followed as she tried to manoeuvre the children towards the main elevator hall, praying that whatever it was, it would give them some alone time.

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The numbers in the elevator ticked up slowly, until they stopped early on floor 13. As the doors pinged open, he expected people to be waiting to get in, but what he saw instead made his blood run cold. In the elevator on the opposite side of the corridor, he saw himself…only…


Author Note: A bit of a cliffhanger with this one, there is more to the story I just haven’t written it yet! I do have some strange dreams and when I wake up during the night I put them in the Notes section of my phone and forget about them. Scrolling through weeks later makes for some interesting reading! If you like this little short story, let me know in the comments or on social media and I’ll post it up when I finish it. Thanks for reading!

Prompt taken from Think Written: 365 Creative Writing Prompts

Image taken from Pixabay (Free Stock Photos)

My blog post that started my 365 Writing Prompts journey.

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