I dreamed I was taking a college course & fell in love with the professor. One night, he & all his students were at the bar, celebrating something. Everyone else left & it was just the two of us. We took a cab to my apartment, where he planned on just walking to my door & leaving. But at my door, I kissed him.
He didn't resist, & came inside, spending the night. A few days later he broke it off, saying that he was too old for me & that he was my teacher and he could lose his job. I was mad and stormed out.
After a few weeks, he started dating another, slightly more age-appropriate woman. A few weeks after that she turned up pregnant. This made me even more mad, and I stopped speaking to him altogether. If class forced me to talk to him, I was terse & snappy. Everyone could see how horribly unhappy I was but nobody could do anything about it but him.
Several months go by & there's some kind of huge celebration at the school. He and his now very pregnant girlfriend are both there, and he allows the rest of the students to have a chill day. One of the other students puts on some music for a "dance party," which we put on outside on the lawn. While the other students are dancing, he keeps stealing glances at me. Finally his girlfriend drags him into the dance floor. I get up to leave, feeling sick.
As I cross the lawn, the sprinklers come on, causing me to slip & fall and hit my head. I start laughing. At first everyone is pleased because its been a long time since I laughed. But when I can't stop laughing, they call an ambulance.
Against the protests of his girlfriend, he comes with me in the ambulance to the hospital. They tell him that I had a minor concussion & they need to keep me overnight for observation to make sure the swelling goes down, and that he needs to make sure I stay awake. He stays in my room, playing word games & card games with me for many hours, both of us laughing and having a good time. He asks what's different about now & the rest of the time, why am usually so unhappy?
I tell him it's because of him. "You make me happy. I thought you knew, but maybe you don't... I'm in love with you. When you unceremoniously dumped me, I hated you. But not for very long. Then I kept loving you, but you kept loving her. Which is why I was so unhappy."
He shook his head. "But I don't love her. Those aren't even my babies. She tried to make me think they were, but I did the math. They're definitely not." I didn't say anything, but stared at him intensely. "I don't love her," he said, "because this whole time, I've still been in love with you."
He leaned over and kissed me. I cry. "But we can't even be together. They'll fire you if they ever find out."
"Then we won't let them find out," he smiled. "And as soon as I break the news to her, we can be together." He kissed me again & I woke up.
He didn't resist, & came inside, spending the night. A few days later he broke it off, saying that he was too old for me & that he was my teacher and he could lose his job. I was mad and stormed out.
After a few weeks, he started dating another, slightly more age-appropriate woman. A few weeks after that she turned up pregnant. This made me even more mad, and I stopped speaking to him altogether. If class forced me to talk to him, I was terse & snappy. Everyone could see how horribly unhappy I was but nobody could do anything about it but him.
Several months go by & there's some kind of huge celebration at the school. He and his now very pregnant girlfriend are both there, and he allows the rest of the students to have a chill day. One of the other students puts on some music for a "dance party," which we put on outside on the lawn. While the other students are dancing, he keeps stealing glances at me. Finally his girlfriend drags him into the dance floor. I get up to leave, feeling sick.
As I cross the lawn, the sprinklers come on, causing me to slip & fall and hit my head. I start laughing. At first everyone is pleased because its been a long time since I laughed. But when I can't stop laughing, they call an ambulance.
Against the protests of his girlfriend, he comes with me in the ambulance to the hospital. They tell him that I had a minor concussion & they need to keep me overnight for observation to make sure the swelling goes down, and that he needs to make sure I stay awake. He stays in my room, playing word games & card games with me for many hours, both of us laughing and having a good time. He asks what's different about now & the rest of the time, why am usually so unhappy?
I tell him it's because of him. "You make me happy. I thought you knew, but maybe you don't... I'm in love with you. When you unceremoniously dumped me, I hated you. But not for very long. Then I kept loving you, but you kept loving her. Which is why I was so unhappy."
He shook his head. "But I don't love her. Those aren't even my babies. She tried to make me think they were, but I did the math. They're definitely not." I didn't say anything, but stared at him intensely. "I don't love her," he said, "because this whole time, I've still been in love with you."
He leaned over and kissed me. I cry. "But we can't even be together. They'll fire you if they ever find out."
"Then we won't let them find out," he smiled. "And as soon as I break the news to her, we can be together." He kissed me again & I woke up.
