"I'm giving you another chance.....make it worth"
"PLEASE don't kill me"
"die bi**h"
"I'll save you I promise..."
'no, no what is happening, where am I, why am I going back'
"Isla, Isla, wait, I'll save you"
"no, noooo"
"ISLAAAA"
He woke up huffing and puffing. "Huh, thank god it was just a dream. Well, Isla, this is yet another day without you by my side. And, wow, you're married now. But I'm happy as long as you're happy and all I can do issssss AAAARGH! OH MY HOLY FREAKIN' MOTHER! oh shit what the heck is this place? where am I????" He looked down on himself. He was sleeping on a king sized bed covered with silk sheets and 'holy moly am I just wearing my boxers, hey wait, look at those abs and that toned freakin' chest but wait was I not a stick looking human. Oh no no what's happening, gotta admit the dream is a bliss but urgh i gotta wake up.' he thought and pinched himself but just to realise its not a dream....
"oh shoot no, where's the bathroom" running towards the bathroom and looking into the mirror came out yet another scream"AAARGH! This is DAMON FREAKIN' REED".
Listening to these deafening screams the butler finally came rushing into the room."Sir, are you alright?" he asked with concern.
Damon came rushing out or wait, should I say Patrick came running out of the bathroom, suddenly that old man seemed like a knight in Shining armor for Patrick, bowing to the butler Patrick instantly bombarded him with a hell lot of questions " Hey wise old man, Who are you? Why am I here? Where's Damon? Is it a dream? If yes, then why won't I wake up? If no, then how did I end up here? Was I not supposed to be dead? Where's Isla, is she fine? Did we really make it out of the fire? She fainted, did anyone send her to the hospital? Oh my god, why is this happening to me?Where's my body? What in the world is happening? "
"Sir, please ask me one question at a time otherwise I won't be able to help"the butler frantically spoke. In reality he was stoked when he heard his master speak so respectfully towards him, he had indeed worked for his family for past 30 years, he had seen the young master grow up to become the handsome, young, 28 year old guy he was now, but never in this lifetime had he been so confused or respectful.
The elder master and missus were the sweetest people he had ever met but even they despised Damon for his haughty and Tyrranical attitude and they always questioned their method of upbringing.
"Hey, sir please say something, I am dead confused right now. Ok firstly tell me, What day is it today or no wait first tell me how is Isla?"
'Ok wait, you are confused right now when I should be the one confused with your attitude, and what's with this concern, when did you ever think of Miss Isla. Please, God if this is a dream please don't ever let me wake up from it. My old heart loves it, la la la la,yaaay' this was what he thought but couldn't voice it out loud....
"Sir, are you really worried for miss Isla"
"Duh, is that even a question? "
"Umm, sir miss Isla is fine, she has her shooting for miss Diana's movie in 2 hours and about the date its 18 June 2014 today."
"Wait, WHAT! ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW? "
"I'm afraid not sir"
"Holy sh**"