The Sink Was Full Of Fishes

"Jill, honey... what's up?"
There she was, into his bed.
"Nothing...just a bad dream..."
He grabbed tenderly her little hand, kissing the top of it gently, then:
"I was dreaming of you. With another one."
"Well, then I am sorry, but you were dreaming something very unlikely to happen, at least under normal conditions..."
It wasn't enough for him.The dream had showed Jill's inmost fears to himself, and the effects out from it had been huge.Feeling unsure, he was lookin out for confirmations.
"What about if this incoming night, one very special man, let's say.. Liam, would ask you to sleep with him, would you accept?"
For some reasons, Jill had identified the mysterious man of his dream with his favourite singer.
"Are you off your trolly? What do you think I am ? A bitch? A dumbass? An idiot?"
"You didn't answer me."
Melania thought the whole conversation was going awkward, and she was completely awake at that point.She ignored about Jill's motivations behind the undelicate interrogatory, and she didn't want to know about them either then, because he was hurting her.
"And I am not gonna answer: cos if you doubt which kind of answer is mine, you haven't got a clue about me..." And she turned her back at him, trying to come back at sleeping.She felt Jill hadn't moved at all, she felt his heavy eyes onto her, his anxiety, his expectations for her answer. Therefore she went up again and clarified her position:
"Listen, if you have it with me because I met them alone, well, sorry, but I don't think I deserve to be blamed for it.If it hurts, I really am sorry for you, but what did I have to do? Jam away and leave for your own sake? If you would have been in my shoes, I would have been happy for you, just happy.There's no way I can accept to be put under questioning this way for I took my chance today!"
But Jill's face didn't change its look.
"Be honest: would you go with him, if you could?"
Such an obstinated dullness made her break inside. She gulped bitter saliva down and, understanding without answering him the way he wanted that panthomime wouldn't have ended, she spoke for she hated to see on his face that grief, hard look.
"Oh dammnit... NO! No, no, NOOO! I wouldn't go with him. I am not someone who goes with anyone and I don't care at all about famous people.Is this the opinion you have of me?..."
"Tell me that you're mine, tell me that you can't belong to anyone else.TELL IT TO ME,NOW."
"Love me.Respect me. Never lie to me. And then I won't belong to anyone else but you."
The sound of her loving voice soothed his soul.He couldn't doubt her love, he couldn't doubt her honesty and for all the rest of the night there wouldn't have come no other shadows of evil realms at messing his sleep. But the night was fading anyway, the time of leaving was approaching too quickly and they were too present and awake to get back into Morpheus's rooms.Jill said he woudl have asked Chris to drive, and he started to kiss her in a way which was more than an inviting request for making love. Then, tighten up their bodies together, they found an appropriate way to reconcile. Their bed, after all, wasn't meant to be remade by them before leaving.