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I watched the science teacher, Mr. Fleishman, pace around with his hands behind his back talking to all the students, including me, about the lesson at hand. What he was talking about today was photosynthesis. That made me roll my eyes. I hate science. Don't even know why I'm even taking this class this year. Actually, several years before this one. It's not like I'm wanting to be a scientist. Not planning on it. Heck, this guy doesn't even like me! Just like the teacher from last year in this room didn't like me! Are all science teachers dickheads? Probably.

I hate this room. This is the worst classroom in the whole school. Anyone would've been lucky to not be in here with this asshole.

As Mr. Fleishman pointed at a diagram on the chalkboard, I moved my eyes down to the drawling on my desk. His voice sounded distant as I stared at it.

I was making a sketch that depicts a dragon. Well a girl one, in my thoughts. I was drawing it earlier in art class, but I didn't finish it. I was about done with it. Just to kill the time staying in this room till class is over, I actually snuck this thing with some colored pencils in my science book to just work on it. I just hate listening to Mr. Fleishman's lessons. I smiled at my artwork. The color of the girl dragon in the paper was black, but only one half of the body wasn't colored yet and neither has the color of its eyes. I can imagine that it had some good curves with those beautiful wings on its back. For some reason, I didn't picture the thing as a big dragon, but a small one....About my height.

I loved drawing art. I'm pretty good at sketching, but painting that's a different story.

I usually sketch animals and people. Well, mostly the animals. One time, I drew my German Shepherd who died last year by a car. Another time I was drawing my neighbor's orange tabby cat. And one time....I sketched my girlfriend....Well, my EX-girlfriend, Trisha.

I furrowed my brow. I wasn't in the mood to think about her. I was still a bit depressed about her, also a bit mad at how she just left me like I was some candy wrapper to be thrown away.

That breakup.....Got to me.

Speaking of the devil, she was here in the classroom about one row ahead of me. I looked at the back of her head as she focused on our teacher talking. That long black hair of hers and those hazel eyes, not to mention she was good looking....I really liked her.

Me and Trisha went out for two years, till about five months ago....She said that she wanted to breakup. Saying the reason why was...She wanted to feel more accepted.

Not too long after that day, she started going out with the captain of the football team! His name's Timmy. And ever since he went out with him, she hardly talked to me. Like I didn't exist. Well, I guess that was why she wanted to feel more accepted. When a girl like her is with someone like that, then that meant she would have more girlfriends to hang out with. Hell, before she went out with him, she hardly had a lot of friends but now she does.

I just can't believe that she chooses that guy over me just to feel more accepted. How she just treated me. I thought she loves me. I'm not a geek or anything. I'm decent enough. I'm about as handsome as that football headed jerkoff! I have short brown hair, blue eyes, and medium built with a great smile. See? Told you I'm just as handsome as Timmy was! I may not be in the football team, but seriously, I don't have to be just to make her feel more accepted. It's ridiculous!

I let out a quiet breath. She can do whatever the hell she wants. If she wasn't thinking about me most of the time while with Timmy, then I'm done thinking about her.

But....Lately I just can't get her out of my head. I think it's spending about four classes with her in a row that makes it hard to do it.

Chris, she's not worth it. Quit looking at her hair! That black hair is only making you think about her more. There are other girls in the world, at least go out with one of them. If she can leave you, then just mentally leave her by going out with someone else!

....Well I can't, cuz a lot of the beautiful girls that I know are already taken. Lucky for them.

Unless there's a new girl here in school, I'm just out of luck moving on from her.

I gazed at my drawing again, my fingers picked up the purple colored pencil to color the dragon's eyes. I think the color purple for its eyes fits well for a black girl dragon. I smirked at my handiwork as I picked up the black colored pencil and started coloring the rest of the body.

I don't really draw dragons that much. But I think this dragon popped up in my head several nights ago. Like maybe three weeks ago, I think. I've dreamed about her more than once. I was dreaming about meeting her. When I was thinking about her in art class today, that was when I began to pull out a piece of paper and started to sketch. Letting my own imagination come out onto that paper with my skills. I hardly dreamed about dragons before. But when I had the second dream about it, I think I figured out why. For a perfect reason....I think the inspiration for the girl dragon came from Trisha. I think the reason why that was because Trisha had a collection of dragons books in her closet at her house. She was a dragon fan and she even let me read some of them. Pretty decent stuff. Heck, that wasn't the only thing why. She can get angry just like one. One time she was angry at her little brother for sneaking in her room with his buddy, so his pal could steal her panties. That made me giggle. What a little pervert. Wonder what that kid's mother was teaching that bastard? Trisha really was pissed when she found out.

Trisha....

Why I think of that dragon as a girl was cause of Trisha. The black scales were because of the color of Trisha's hair. And those purple eyes....Well that was just my artist's work. I just liked that black dragon with purple eyes.

I guess, the odd part about it....Maybe I had those dreams about that girl dragon because I kept thinking about Trisha. That Trisha was actually the dragon in my dream. I think she was. I remember hearing her talking in that form. Trisha....Looked beautiful as the four legged, scaly creature. She didn't hurt me. She was actually real friendly as a big lizard about my size. I remember Trisha always giving me nuzzles in the neck affectionately when I find her in my head.

I wonder what everyone...Including me, would think of Trisha having purple eyes as a human? She would look beautiful having them.

I shook my head and focused on coloring some more. Chris, I know you had those dreams because of her, but....She's not worth it now.

My teacher rose his voice in a disgruntled tone, "Chris." I shot my gaze off my drawing and his eyes were locked onto me. A glare on his face. Several students, including Trisha, all turned to see what I was doing. I slammed my book shut before he could see what I was doing.

I asked, trying to act innocent, "Yes?"

Mr. Fleishman crossed his arms, "Are you drawing in class?" I internally gasped at his question. Shit, he saw it! He let out an impatient sigh, "Chris, this isn't art class. If you want to sketch, maybe you should've stayed in last period."

I heard one classmate giggle as I tried to defend myself, "I wasn't doing-"

He held up a hand to cut me off, "I'm not in the mood for arguing. Either pay attention in class or you'll get sent out in the hallway so you could go back to drawing. Got it?" I gave him a nod immediately and he gave me a proud nod in return, "Good. Now back to the lesson." He spun around and I narrowed my eyes at his back. Damn....I was caught.

Well I guess if I wanted to get out of this boring classroom and sketch, I could've just asked. But then I would sound too eager. I glanced at my science book hiding my drawing and pencils. I'll just finish it later. Put up with this day's lesson. I brought my gaze to the teacher, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw Trisha still looking over her shoulder at me. I stared back at those...Blank eyes right at me.

Giving me that look wasn't the first time. She's been giving me that look since the last....Two days, I think. With how blank her eyes are, I can't even tell what she's thinking about. When I see her staring at me, I just look down or look away. I didn't even want to look at them. Cause I can feel the pain of the breakup in my chest when I do. Trisha...Why have you been looking at me like that lately?

Gosh....Your eyes are making this hard for me.

*****

I paced along the sidewalk on the side of the street in town, after I left school when the last period bell rang. My mind went back to what happened back in school before I left.

I immediately got up from my seat of the desk and practically ran out in the hallway to my locker. I just felt like I was ready to leave for today. While I was packing my bag, and before I could slam that locker door shut, I think I saw Trisha in the hallway staring at me from afar. She was giving me that same blank look like she had back in science class. Part of me was curious why she was giving me that look. But I didn't talk to her. I didn't want to. How she sorta treated me made me mad still. I was trying to move on from her and felt like I needed to try harder. She has a new boyfriend anyways, so what's the point in talking to her?

The other reason, well....It was her new boyfriend. Timmy can be incredibly jealous and I remember that when he was with the last girlfriend before Trisha, one guy was talking to her and Timmy beat the crap out of him! I'm not dealing with an asshole like that!

If Trisha wants to deal with someone like that, she can go ahead. If she doesn't think that I'm good enough for her, then I won't talk to her.

Now I'm just outside, trotting fast to get back home. I let out a groan to myself. Don't think about her. She's not worth it, man.

When I went around the corner of a small building that's a café, that's when I can see my house about a block away across the street. A small white two story house that has a small wire fence surround it. I sped myself to start a jog, looking both ways before crossing the street for cars. When I made it to the other side on another sidewalk, I still jogged making my way back home. About a minute passed when I made it to my mailbox to check for the mail, but there wasn't any. Mom probably got it. I closed it up and went through the gate of the fence and strode on a small concrete trail between the fence and the house and went to the front door. It was unlocked so I went in, shifting my backpack on my shoulder.

The inside of home seemed quiet at first, but then I began to hear my mother's voice in another room. I think she was talking on the phone in the kitchen. I slumped my bag on the floor near the closet door, deciding that I'll pick that up later. Then I kicked the shoes off my feet fast and walked through the opening to the kitchen, hearing my mother, Ellen, saying this with her phone to her ear, standing close to the counter looking out the window, "Yes....Sure. I'll come over. K, bye." She pressed the button hanging it up and greeted me with a smile when she heard me coming in here with her. She has long brown hair, wears glasses over the same blue eyes like I have, a little bit fat since she doesn't get a lot of exercise but she's not VERY overweight.

I smiled back at her, "Hi mom." I strode up and gave her cheek a kiss, "Who was that?"

She answered, "It was your uncle Morgan. He just invited me to come over to his house. His daughter Ashely's getting married."

I rose a brow, "Ashley? Heh, I haven't heard from her for years."

My mother giggled when her hand picked up her mug that held her coffee, "Well, she's going to get married and her marriage ceremony will be held during Sunday."

"That's this weekend....About two days away."

She nodded before taking a sip of her drink. When she was done she said, "Right, and it'll be held at her cabin too. I don't want to miss it. So Morgan actually said that I could spend a couple nights in his house so I wouldn't be late."

Knowing that Ashley's cabin was like five hours away from here, I guess I don't see why not take Morgan's offer.

I grinned, "Okay then." I spun around, heading to the fridge, opened it up and got myself a can of sprite. It sizzled when I popped it open and I brought it to my lips, drinking a few gulps of it. I stood there a bit and then I went to the round table in the dining room, pulled out a chair and sat down in it. When I took a couple more sips out of the can, I was looking out of the window, seeing a couple of little kids running on the sidewalk to go wherever. I heard my mother make a 'ahem', having me turn my attention to her with a frown, "What?"

She took a few paces to me with her arms crossed across her chest, "Well?"

When she stopped very close to me, I asked again with my drink still in my hand, "Well what?"

She chuckled, "Well, how was school today?"

My eyes went wide, "Oh!" I let out a small laugh, "It was alright. Just have to go through another period listening to Mr. Fleishman. But it was alright."

My mom replied with a giggle, "Did you sketch any art today?"

I gave her a nod, "Yeah. I was actually drawing up a dragon." I giggled, "My FIRST dragon. Can you believe it? I never drew dragons before. It seemed better than I thought, in my opinion. It looked pretty good."

She tilted her head with a curious face, "Really? Did you bring it home?"

I put my drink down on the table and pointed at my backpack near the front door, "It's in my bag. Take a look." She did so, making fast strides to the bag on the floor. She crouched down, unzipped it, and pulled out the small piece of sketch art out of it. With the paper held in one hand, she adjusted her glasses with the other one, her eyes full of concentration as she looked at it.

A smile slowly formed on her lips and she finally made it back to me, handing it to me and I grabbed it. She praised, "That's beautiful, Chris. You're right. It is pretty good. Too good that hopefully you'll get your scholarship to go to the best art school in the state."

I giggled as I held that art right in front of my eyes, "I bet."

She was having a nod, sure of herself, "I think you will. You put so much detail in your drawings." Mother put a hand to her chest, making herself an example, "Remember one time that you sketched me? It was nice how you've made a lot of detail on my glasses and my hair. It's amazing. I wouldn't bet that you'll earn it, I think you will."

When I looked at the girl dragon on the paper, my inspiration for making it and some semblance about Trisha on it came to me in an instant. Giving me a somber face, "Yeah...."

My mom saw it and asked with her motherly concern, "Chris.....Something wrong?" I gave her a sigh as an answer and that was when she started to figure it out when she sat down in another chair close to me, her elbows were laid on the table as she propped her own head on the palm of her hands, "Is it about Trisha?"

Mom always did like Trisha while we were dating. They both gotten along. But when she heard that Trisha and I have broken up and she immediately went out with someone else, she was shocked. I finally spoke when I looked out the window, "Yes....I just miss going out with her. I just...Can't believe how she treated me."

Mom asked as I laid the art on the table and sighed in sadness, "Did you see her today?"

"Mom, I see her EVERDAY in school. And besides....I don't talk to her and she doesn't even talk to me. She keeps acting like we haven't went out at all and she's acting like one of those popular girls and I'm the geek. Mom, do I look like the one who's a total computer geek, who's fat and wears glasses all the flippin time?"

That had her giggling, "I'm a bit fat and I wear glasses all the flippin time. Look who you're talking to."

I had my eyes turned back to mom and gestured to her, "That's different with you. You don't go to school anymore and you're not even a geek at all. I'm the one who goes to school and deals with all the drama." I groaned when I looked down at the floor, "I don't like how this year is going. Every time I look at her, it makes it feel like it's hard to let her go. Oh and one other thing...." I took a deep breath, "Trisha was actually the inspiration for my drawing."

She look surprised with her brows raised, "Really?"

"...Yeah....Lets just say Trisha is actually the dragon."

Mom held a pity look for me, "Oh....You do miss her, huh?" I didn't answer her and when I didn't, she reached out to grab my wrist comfortingly, "Chris, I know Trisha from you. You said to me that she acts like one of those popular girls that don't talk to certain guys....I don't think she's that kind of girl. I always knew. And can I ask you something? You told me before that she's with a new boyfriend, right?" I gave her a weak nod and she responded with a hopeful grin, "Well, I've thought about it for a long time and now I think I know what's going on with her. Maybe she's just confused of what she really wants."

I shook my head a bit, "I seriously doubt it. She really likes Timmy. She doesn't look confused."

She simply stated, "Oh c'mon, Christopher. I think I am right. I remember how confused I was when I was in school. While I was with this guy, I thought I wanted to be with him. But then after some time, I realized I didn't like the guy at all. That the whole time I actually liked this other guy. I think, Trisha's going through that."

"Mom....I don't believe that. She....Loves that guy. I've seen those two kissing each other in school. I'm sure you can't be confused when you're kissing another guy in front of your ex-boyfriend."

Mom shook her head, "Maybe she still does love you. Perhaps...She'll want to get back together with you. Maybe you should give her some more time."

I groaned through gritted teeth, a bit frustrated from her optimism. She's not gonna come back to me, mother. I said to her, "Mom, it's been months since we broke up, how much more time does she need? ...I don't think it'll happen."

She tilted her head, "Have you really given up on her?" She gestured to my drawing with her head, gripping my wrist tighter, "I don't think you have."

I let out a sigh and turned my gaze away from her, "Mom...I don't want to talk about it anymore."

Mother stared at me for several moments, until she spoke with a defeated sigh and a pity look, "Oh, Chris. You know I don't like seeing you sad. I'm just trying to help."

I looked at her and gave her a small hint of a smile, "I know. Look, I'm just...Done talking about her. So can we stop? I'm really done doing this."

That was when she smiled and nodded, "Alright. We'll stop." Mom got up from the chair and went to pull me in a hug, clutching my head close to her chest. Then she kissed the top of my head, "Hey, I have an idea how to cheer you up. Maybe you getting away from home to watch your cousin get married might help you not think about her. Do you want to go to Ashley's wedding with me?" I was gonna answer, but she chuckled a bit before I did, "Or maybe, seeing her marrying the man of her dreams might help build up some confidence about Trisha."

I actually laughed at that, "Mom, if you're thinking that me and Trisha are gonna get married one day....You're delusional."

She giggled deeply and gave me a pat on the back, "Did it sound like I was talking about you and your ex getting married? I was talking about your cousin."

"Yeah, but you telling me that it'll build me up some confidence towards Trisha, it sounds like you're saying that watching Ashley getting married would make me feel confident enough to ask Trisha to marry ME. We're still in school."

Mom was laughing, removing me from her hug and smirked, "I know that!" She was fondly stroking my hair, "I wish you guys haven't broke up. You two looked so cute together."

I murmured with my eyes only staring at her chest, "I guess...."

Mom changed the subject....Only a little bit, "So do you want to watch Ashley get married with me?"

I shook my head and replied, "No. I don't want to do anything all weekend. I'm staying here."

She said with a small nod, "Well ok, cuz I'm gonna pack up and leave in about an hour."

I nodded as I got up from the chair and picked up my art, leaving the can of sprite on the table since I wasn't in the mood to drink it anymore, "Alright, I'm going to bed. I'm a bit tired."

Mom said, "Ok, and you're gonna call me once in a while, right? I won't be home till Monday."

I gave her a smile, "I will." I gave her cheek a kiss before walking off to the staircase to head off to bed, "I love you, mom."

She called out as I took a first step on the staircase, "I love you too." I made a single step at a time on the stairs until I made it to the top, striding to my bedroom door. When I went in there, I saw that my drawing desk near my bed was a bit of a mess. I giggled to myself. I'm kind of a messy artist. I need to clean that up later. I let out a yawn as I went to the desk and put my drawing on top of it. When I did, I started pulling my shirt over my head and tossed it across the room in the laundry basket. After watching my shirt barely go through it, I flopped down on the bed, mattress squeaked a bit from my weight, and I was lying on my back staring at the ceiling with the pillow underneath my head. I breathed in through my nose, trying to relax in bed now.

Trisha's face and what mom said to me before went through my mind. Mom could be right about Trisha, but I seriously doubt it. She seems very happy with Timmy. She feels accepted and she wasn't feeling accepted with me. Mom does have hopes, thinking that Trisha was like mother when she was in high school, but her hopes are probably wrong. Trisha doesn't want to get back together with me. Heck, if she did want to talk to me, she would want to say no hard feelings or whatever.

I made a low groan to myself as my eyes were still on the ceiling, "Nrrrrgggh." Fuck....Trisha.

Then the image of the human Trisha was replaced by the dragon version of her in my head. Those purple eyes were gazing back at mine. Kinda odd that she didn't feel accepted by me as a human, she seems to feel accepted by me as a dragon.

I wonder....What things would be like....If that version of her was real? I'm sure, Timmy wouldn't be with her if she was a reptile. That would be crazy.

Oh, who am I kidding? I'm only kidding myself. Nothing like that will ever happen. I still love Trisha, and I'm just hoping that she still cares about me and we'll be together again. But I'm sure we won't. She looks content with that jerk.

She's not gonna up and leave Timmy. She'll always feel accepted by him.

Arrg, damn it! I'm getting tired of the drama she's mentally causing me!

I shifted my head and my eyes saw something hanging on the ceiling. It was a dreamcatcher that mom got for me from a garage sale last week. It was from a neighbor who was actually of Indian descent. And here's what mom told me about the dreamcatcher from that Indian dude. According to him, that thing isn't a normal dreamcatcher. It's actually magical. His ancestors made this dreamcatcher that'll actually have your dreams come true, like for real, only for a short time. That thing does look pretty old and worn, but looks pretty good.

I had this thing for a week and I didn't believe what that guy said to mom at all. I think that was bull. Dreamcatchers only catch bad dreams and you'll only have good ones. Not actually make your dreams come to life or something. That's just a fantasy. Nothing like that happened to me and it's been a damn week since mom gave it to me.

Heh....I guess that's why I've been having good dreams lately....Especially about Trisha as a short, black scaled dragon. If only dreams do come true. The Trisha in my dream would be better than the real Trisha. The dragon Trisha....Really is my best friend in my head. And if Timmy ever hurt her because she's just an overgrown reptile to him...I would protect her. I would be the only one who cares for her.

I let out a saddened sigh. Dreams are just dreams, Chris. Nothing like that will happen. It was probably just a story that guy came up with that wasn't even true. No dreams came to life in his household, I'm sure.

Chris, just try to relax and sleep. You can worry about Trisha when you're back in school. Weekend break's here, so just have your alone time from school.

I let out a relaxed breath and started to close my eyes, since I was feeling more tired now, it was enough to drift me off to my quiet slumber.

To just drift off to the dreams I like having....About my friend.

*****

I moaned in my nap, stirring myself awake since I can't sleep anymore. I was just dreaming of Trisha as a black dragon again, and me tossing and turning kinda ruined it. Through half opened eyes, I thought I could see my whole room was glowing, including up at the ceiling. As I rolled a bit to my side, as the glow started to fade away, I thought I saw that it was the dreamcatcher that was glowing! The glow in the room went away and then everything was just dark in the room. The dreamcatcher looked normal to me. I frowned to myself. Well that was odd. I thought it was glowing.

I moaned again, as very slowly my head and body rose off the mattress and pillow. And while blinking my eyes groggily awake, I saw through the window that night came in the sky. So that was why everything was dark when that....Glow went away. I raised my arms and my mouth opened wide for a yawn, while I was deep in thought. Well...I think I've slept for a long time, but what was that glow? Car headlights? Maybe that's what it was.

Hmm, I still could've swore that dreamcatcher was glowing strangely. Well maybe my brain wasn't fully awake yet, so maybe it was just playing tricks on me. It was probably my imagination. I shook my head and started to slid myself to the edge of the bed, my feet only planting on the soft carpet floor. Well, mom probably already left while I was asleep, so I'm alone at home now. And since I can't sleep anymore, now I need to find something to do.

Well, I guess I'll make some popcorn and watch TV. I'm kinda hungry. That'll outa make me tired again.

With a nod to myself, I groaned when I stood up on my legs stiff from sleep. But a second later, a lot of feeling came back to my leg muscles. While I was shirtless and still wearing pants, I strode to my bedroom door, peeking back before I went out in the hallway. Looking right at the dreamcatcher. The way it glowed....Didn't really look like it was my imagination.

I let out a disbelieved sigh, brushing that thought away. You're still stuck in dreamland, Chris. Time to wake the hell up.

I stepped out in the hallway, heading to the staircase to head down to the kitchen. With the sole purpose to make popcorn and head off the living room with it. I wonder if an art dealership show was on tonight. I'm in the mood to look at how much art is worth on it.

I walked down one step at a time. My feet wearing socks almost had me slip and fell down the stairs. But it was just a small slip and I caught myself with the banister. I giggled to myself and went down some more steps. Right after I was halfway downstairs, I heard something in the kitchen. A small crash of some sort. I froze and listened, "Hmm?" What was that? A burglar?

Fuck...Did mom forgot to lock the door?

I put on a fierce glare. Well I'm not gonna waste time and call the cops now. I'm gonna scare that bastard off. Apparently he doesn't know that I'm home. Boy, I'm gonna give him a real scare!

I tiptoed down, one step accidentally creaked beneath me, but I didn't stop and wait to find out if that guy heard it. I kept moving until I was at the bottom step. I could heard something moving around in there on the floor and I could see the light from the refrigerator reflecting off the floor and shined near the front door and staircase. Someone's definitely in there.

Ok...I need a weapon and fast.

An idea came and that earned me a devious, brave smile. I went to the closet door, quietly went there and then I slowly turned that doorknob to open it up. If I pulled it open fast, it would've squeaked and made a lot of noise. But luckily for me, it hadn't. I found an aluminum baseball bat for a weapon, so I grabbed the hilt with one hand and held it tight till my knuckles turned white. My eyes drew at the entrance to the kitchen, so I raised it high, gripping the thing with both hands now, ready to hit anything or anyone that'll attack me. My feet only moved smoothly along the floor, not lifting one foot at all.

I made a hard look on my face, my heart pounded with a bit of both fear and anticipation. This house was never burglarized before and I never attacked anyone before. But....I'm doing this so that guy wouldn't steal everything in the house. What if he would never be seen again? What if the cops wouldn't catch him? What if he had got away with all the stolen goods? Well, he seems focused on the food in the kitchen, I'm sure. But what about after? I won't let him take mom's jewelry or anything else that looks valuable. I won't let it happen.

I hugged myself to the wall near the opening of the room. Getting myself ready to jump out and surprise the intruder. I mentally counted myself to three, before I sprang from my hiding spot, angrily raising my bat and yelled as the refrigerator light shined throughout the kitchen, "Hold it, asshole!" That was when my eyes only saw something eating on the floor that shocked me.

It wasn't even a human. It was some kind of animal. An animal about as tall as me. It was eating some leftover chicken from the fridge and was digging its jaws in it. It heard my voice and swung around its body and tail to face me. I gasped at what I saw and dropped the bat in shock by accident. The creature had black scales, two horns on its wedged shaped head, it looked reptilian and last but not least....It has wings on it!

It's a dragon!

No...That's impossible!

The black dragon accidentally thrashed its tail against the fridge door, shaking the freezer and fridge a bit. It started padding towards me, as it licked the juices of the chicken off its chops. My scream was caught in my throat multiple times before I finally let it out, "AAAAAHHHH!!!" I turned around fast and ran, trying to make it to the front door, but the thing was faster than I was and actually jumped towards it, landing right in front of me and I screamed in terror again. Damn! It's blocking the door! The short dragon whirled around and it let out a low growl as its back was turned on the door as it cut off my escape.

When it made a step toward me, I whirled around and went to the staircase, taking two steps at a time as I was dashing up the stairs. I didn't want to look back. I was just gonna run in my room and block the door, buy me some time. I know I'm going to be on the second floor, but I'll take my chances climbing out through the window and jump down outside. It's probably my only chance of escaping. I sprinted when I made it to the second floor, making my way as fast as I could through my bedroom door. I immediately grabbed the door frame and slammed it tight. Deciding to lock it up first, and then I went to the dresser and was grunting as my arm muscles strained when I began to pull it, using it to block the door. I pulled hard till it's finally in front of my door. There, that should give me time. My eyes scanned to the wall of my room. Well there was only one window....But it's small! Fuck! I won't fit through it!

I'm trapped in here!

I let out a cry and threw my fist at the air, "Damn it!" Now what am I going to do?

That thing might try to claw and break in here. But the dresser's heavy, so maybe it won't work trying to come in here. But dragons can breathe fire! Oh gosh, it'll problem burn the whole house down if it gets angry enough!

Well, now I'm wondering if it's burning the house down now. Oh, I really don't want to know!

I heard claws scraping against my door and I shut my trap tight. Using my ears to listen to the tall lizard scratching at it. I think, I heard it ram at it too. It only did that once.

My thoughts were on finding a weapon in my room. I'm pretty sure I don't have one. The only weapon I had was the bat and thanks to me I dropped it!

Great....I'm trapped and defenseless!

Augh....I should've went with mom! I'm trapped in the house with a real dragon!

But wait....Where did it come from?

Actually....A second while I was looking at it....There was something FAMILIAR about it.

I'm getting a feeling I know it....

When the scratching stopped, I heard a different sound replacing it. A female voice, "Chris."

My brows went up. What the? ....Who said that? Is someone else out there with the monster?!

The voice begged at the other side of the door, "Chris, it's ok....It's me. Open the door."

That voice...I know that voice. Is it....?

That was when I decided to call out, "Trisha? Is that....You?" Why would Trisha be here? I don't get it.

The voice replied, "Chris, just open the door and we'll talk. I'm not gonna hurt you. Listen....I'm sorry that I scared you."

I frowned, "Who are you?"

Claws scratched at my wooden door frame as it answered, "It's me, Chris. We know each other. Please open the door."

My mind was unraveling at what this is going on. I don't get it....It does sound like Trisha, but it won't answer my question. The only one who had scared me was the dragon. The only one who's in the house with me is the dragon. The voice does know me though. But who is it?

That dragon was clawing at my door, I'm sure of it, and I didn't see another human being in the house with me when I came across that thing....Is the dragon the one talking to me? It's got to be. What is this crap? Where did it come from? Am I....Dreaming? And...Why does it look...Familiar?

I let out a sharp gasp as I put all the pieces together. Hold on....The voice sounds like Trisha....The dragon looks like....The one in my drawing and my dreams.....Oh gosh.....I figured it out!

It IS the dragon from my dreams! The dragon version of Trisha!

I sharply turned my gaze onto the dreamcatcher hanging on the ceiling. Holy crap! That thing brought the dragon here! I saw it glowing when I woke up! I've dreamed of that thing before for several days while I had that dreamcatcher. Now tonight, it finally used its magic to bring her here! I wasn't imagining, this is real! It was never someone's car headlights shining through my window, that glow really was from THAT!

My mind registered what I've learned. That Indian dude wasn't lying after all. That magic and the story behind that dreamcatcher is real.

Dreams....Really do come true.

I heard the dragon pawing at the door again and I turned to look at the dresser still blocking it, "Chris....Don't do this. I'm sorry. I just...Didn't want you to run outside. I didn't want you to leave. Chris...Please, don't be afraid. We've met before. Don't you remember? You created me."

I gasped again. It really is her.

I don't think she's going to hurt me. She hasn't in my dreams and she won't do that in real life. She was just....Trying to stop me from leaving home. I better.....Let her in here.

I strolled forward and then I used my shoulder to sharply leaned in the side of the dresser and groaned out when I was using all my strength to push it. The dresser was out of my way for me to open that door. I grabbed the doorknob, unlocked the door, and yanked it open, saw the black dragon sitting on its haunches waiting patiently for me. I think, I saw it forming a big welcoming smile on its snout and got straight up to all fours upon seeing my presence. It spoke words out of its muzzle, "Chris."

I looked straight at it and saw that it has the same details as the one in my dream. Yep....The black scales, the voice that sounds like the human Trisha's, and the purple eyes....That really is the one. The one I've made in my own imagination.

I backed away in shock, still cannot believe that the dreamcatcher actually brought something from my dreams to life. The black scaled creature said with a giggle welled up in her throat, wagging her tail behind her, "You didn't recognize me, hmm?"

I embarrassingly giggled in response, reaching up to rub the back of my neck, "Ehhh.....Sorry. I...Thought you were going to kill me."

She padded a step toward me, that smile changed to a teasing one, "Why? Did me munching on your food make me look scary?" Her forepaw lifted to gently rub below her stomach, "Coming in the real world made me hungry."

I was still speechless when I tried to talk to the beautiful looking girl dragon from my dream, "Uhhhh-"

She tossed back her head back and laughed, "Uh? Wow, are you THAT nervous talking to me? You're acting like this is our first time meeting each other. You weren't like that before. Usually you were just calm." When stretching out her neck, she nuzzled my bare body gently with her nose, "I'm still the same dragon you've made. And hey, let me put at it this way. If I was hungry and scary like you thought I was, I would've eaten you in your dreams. But we both know I haven't."

I was reaching out with my hand and touched her scales on the back of her neck. My fingers were stroking them smoothly and my brain clicked at how warm they feel. I did remember touching her in my dreams and her scales feel exactly the same. While petting her, I said, "Yeah, I know. I just....Didn't recognize you. Well...Not at first."

The girl dragon lifted her head to bring her purple irises inches in front of my face, "I guess, it was my fault for not talking to you at first. But you ran away before I could. I was pretty focused on not letting you escape. And uh....Sorry that I growled at you. I didn't control that." Her eyes glanced away, "And I guess, it was my fault that I didn't show myself the second I....Came to your world. But you were still sleeping and I didn't want to wake you. Besides, I was hungry anyways."

I found myself smiling at her apologetic stance, my hand ran up along her neck and I was now rubbing the back of her head. I softly shook mine, "No, it's alright. I'm not hurt. I'm....Actually glad you came here." My hand traced up a bit more and my fingers touched one of her horns. It felt strong and hard. Here by magic at least! This is incredible! Jesus, mom should've stayed home and see this! Mom herself brought something magical home and it's real!

Mom would never believe that dreams can come true.

Mom, you're missing out!

I went on with a look of apology as well, "I'm just sorry that I came in the room with a bat and threatened you."

She chuckled and turned her gaze back to me, "It's alright. I wasn't hurt, either." She gave me a wink and a toothy grin.

I giggled again as I stared right at those eyes and saw that they were real beautiful, even in real life. I watched her blink them in awe and said, "Heh....Wow....You look really beautiful.....Trisha."

The dragon version of Trisha sheepishly giggled and settled the wings on her back, "And you call me Trisha....And I know why."

My hand went off her horn and now it cupped her cheek, my thumb rubbing the cheek scales around in circles, "You'd certainly know. You came from my head."

Trisha let out a small trill from my touch and leaned into my hand, closing her eyes, "Other than just knowing....You also told me right in front of my snout. Like you never created me with your mind. Your words really touched me." She opened her eyes and looked right at me again. The silence falling on both of us. With several seconds that went by, she started tilting her head and leaning it forward to press her muzzle against my mouth.

I let out a muffled gasp and immediately jerked back and fell on the floor. Scooting away a few feet from her back in my own bedroom with eyes wide at her gesture, "What.....What are you doing?"

Dragon Trisha smiled at my reaction in amusement and replied with her tail flicking behind her, "Now you're acting like we haven't shared a kiss before. Do you not remember? We have done it before." She chuckled devilishly, "Always making out like you and Trisha had."

My face turned pale white at her words. No way....I kissed her? I was making out with her....In my dreams?!

Trisha cocked her head in confusion, "You really don't remember, do you?" Then she brings back her grin, "Do I have to kiss you again so you'd recognize it?"

I got off the floor and answered shyly, "I'm....I'm sorry. Usually, I hardly remember dreams....Well, don't remember EVERY part of it." I shook my head, "I don't remember making out with you."

She asked, "Do you recall a bit now?"

I was putting some thought into it....According to the kiss she gave me....My mind did click. Now I barely remember that she was right on what she said....Other than me meeting her and just talking....We were making love.

Goodness, I didn't think that I would be with Trisha as a dragon romantically....But I have. I just didn't remember.

I do now....A little bit.

I replied to her question, "A little bit now, but not everything." I shook my head in shame at what I remembered, "I can't believe this....How can I-"

The dragoness strode into my room till she stood in front of me, "Do you regret doing that?" She let out a snort, "Well, I guess you regret doing 'other things' to me too?"

I frowned at what she was implying, "What do you mean 'other things'? I don't understand."

She raised her talon to poke my bare stomach with it, "What do you think....Lover?"

My face turned red as now my mind recalled something else we did in my dreams, "We....Did....?"

Trisha held up her head in pride, "Yep. We did. We did other things that were intimate. In many positions, actually. You lick my slit, you let me lick your stiff cock, I let you get on my back and get laid with me, or I lie on my back, or I get on top of you and ride you myself....Until you came....INSIDE me." She was growling in delight and her wings flapped a bit on her back, "Oooo....I had to say, it's really hot."

I can remember half the stuff she's mentioned, only a little bit, but it was enough for me to shake my head and look away in total shame, "Oh....My....God...." What the hell am I thinking in my sleep? Have I gone insane? Has thinking about Trisha so much made me go crazy? God, that's why I've woke up with an erection in the morning!

She giggled at my expression and waved her dismissive paw at me, "Oh, don't look so ashamed. They're your dreams after all. Why worry about it? Not like anyone else would know."

I gaped at her with my jaw dropped at her words, "So you think it's okay to do something like that? You just kissed me."

"You weren't ashamed of doing all that to me before and now you are?"

I motioned my hand at her, "That's because....You're....." I let out a huff, shaking my head to myself, "Damn it...." I trailed off, not knowing what else to say now.

Trisha in dragon form shook her head at that, "Chris, I've been created for a reason." She puffed out her chest and let it out, "I...I do know why you're thinking differently now. Because we're different species, right? Well, I'm not ashamed. Remember, you're the one who created me."

My eyes held guilt and shame, "Exactly, and I created you so you could be my friend."

She wrinkled her face, "You think that's just it? There's more to the things you did. It wasn't just having sex with me....There was love in it too."

I let out an ashamed sigh, "I've really gone insane."

She shook her snout, "You're not going insane, Chris. Your reason for doing the things you did with me is more saner than you think. It's understandable. Chris....You loved Trisha and you wished she didn't leave you. You thought you haven't done enough with her and you thought that was probably why she didn't feel accepted. You wish you weren't busy with all your artwork all the time in school and wished....There were more intimate things you did with her so she'd stay. But all you two did was kiss."

My chest was filled with pain from the memory of her leaving me and thinking that what the dragon said was the reason why the human Trisha left me. She was right. I...Wish I wasn't busy with school and all. Maybe that was why the human Trisha didn't feel accepted by me. Maybe that was why she left me. More than once, I wished that I've shared something more with her than just kissing. But I didn't have a chance. I was always busy when I'm with her.

I just wanted to get an art scholarship and become a REAL artist out of high school. That's why I was busy all the time.

Now...I just regret it. Trish was the most beautiful girl and...It was all my fault that she felt unacceptable.

Oh Trisha....I'm sorry.

I wish I could change back then.

But I loved doing art as well.

And...I'd chose art over her. I'm such a fool.

The girl dragon formed a smile, "That's why you created me. Because you miss her and felt regret, too. And in your dreams....You did something more with me, like you felt like you should've before with the real thing. And you grew proud of it. And you want to know what you said to me in one of your dreams? Or do you remember?"

I shook my head in reply, "No....What was it?"

"You said to me....When Trisha broke up with you and chose that other guy, you literally felt that YOU were a dragon. You also wished she was a dragon too, so she'd feel accepted and stay with you....Forever....You love her as a human, but you love her as a dragon as well. Chris...All that is the reason why you weren't ashamed of making love to me. You felt like a dragon and you're alone, Chris. You needed me every night and you always did find me. Right now...I'm Trisha to you."

Her words registered in my brain and hung my head. Gosh...I think she's right.

When Trisha left me...I think because of all the dragon books I've read, I've felt completely different on the inside. I've felt like I was the reptile and she didn't want to be with me because of that. A few times, I wanted to change literally into a dragon and fly away from all the drama.

And another thing she's right about....I've always imagined this dragon as Trisha, and I...LOVE her as Trisha. Like she's the human. My eyes went back on the scaly creature in front of me. She has become the new girlfriend that I've wanted in my own dreams.

My shame went away like a cloud in a sky. I do love her. I didn't care in my dreams. I'd loved her. Despite what she is.

And....In real life, if the real Trisha was in that form....I would still love her in a romantic stance.

Hell, mom had hopes that me and her would get back together and get married one day and...I suppose with her as a dragon, I would still marry her.

Mother would be surprised. But happy as well.

Trisha wrapped her neck around mine, saying this with a proud sigh, "I've always felt accepted by you, Chris. I always have." She pulled back and asked me, "Do you feel accepted by me?"

Finally after having that kiss from the girl dragon in front of me, and after listening to all the things out of her mouth, I made a nod and smiled, "Yeah....I do." Then I cupped her cheeks, gazing right in those lavender eyes again, "Oh, Trisha....I know you're just a product of my imagination, but....But...."

She cut off my sentence with a kiss on the lips and said with her breath right close to my mouth, "I know." Her pink tongue made a small lick on the tip of my chin, "I love you too....Chris." Then she crooned after that, shook her flanks behind her in a bit of growing impatience, "Oh, Chris....I want you to take me right now."

I knew that this isn't a dream and this is actually the real thing. This is a different setting. What if someone else knew? What if mother came home early un-expectantly?

My mind pushed that thought away. Nobody wouldn't know what I was dreaming about and NOBODY'S here. Me and her are alone.

Heck, with the pain of my breakup, with the real life Trisha still bearing in my chest, I think this will make me feel better.

Without a second thought now, I smashed my mouth against her snout and my tongue dove right through her teeth, eliciting a gleeful cry in her throat. Her wings fluttered in delight and so has my heart as she tilted her head to kiss back. And her tongue, that felt a bit longer than mine, shot right back in my own mouth. Our kiss intertwining. I closed my eyes as I was feeling hot from the passion we were making. I haven't kissed like that in real life since human Trisha left me.

Now I literally feel like I'm with my girlfriend again.

I felt her claws on one forepaw trying digging in through the top part of my pants, wanting to take them off. I broke our kiss and saw her still trying to tug at them. Dragon Trisha whined, "Chris....Help me take them off."

I laughed and halfheartedly pushed her snout away, "Hang on." She smiled in appreciation, also with anticipation, and took a step back from me, swishing that tail behind her.

I took a deep breath, trying to build up the courage for doing this. I never had sex with human Trisha before in real life, only I had sex with dragon Trisha in my dreams. But I'm sure it'll be as easier in real life, just like in the dreams. My hands unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, an erection was building as the thought of being inside of her was flowing around in my mind. I started tugging them down past my legs, then I threw them in the laundry basket. Only now my underwear was left, a small budge showed a bit through it. The girl dragon gestured her snout to it, urging me silently to hurry up and take it off too. I chuckled a bit and immediately went to doing that. When I threw them away, I was fully bare in front of the dragoness of my dreams. My cock fully erect.

She padded up toward me with her head being lowered to my erectness of a dick. I feel her nose breathing on it and that sent a bit of a tingle of anticipation through me. She remarked with a playful growl, "I knew you'd get there." Then she engulfed the whole thing within her maw and her tongue went to wrapping around on it. I sharply gasped at the warmth surrounding my cock. My legs trembled a bit from the sensation of her tongue licking the sensitive tip of my thing between my legs, so I went ahead and sat down on the edge of my bed, while the different version of Trisha lowered her whole body down to the floor a bit to be on the same level as my hood. Her belly barely touching the carpet of my floor. I feel some of her saliva being left on my thing. I stroked her neck and the top of her head affectionately with my hand as her tongue continued to work on it.

I moaned loudly, shutting my eyes as pleasure shot up to my brain. Urrgh, is this what having someone lick your privates feels like? It's stimulating good! I bucked my hips a bit in her maw, my blowjob to the dragoness felt so good I couldn't stop myself from pushing in her. I said her name in pleasure, "Trisha....Trisha." I grabbed one of her horns tightly and said, "Your...Tongue....Gahahaha." She giggled deeply in response, loving the way I was talking to her. Her tongue swirled around my organ, squeezing it a bit, shooting some of the pre in her awaiting throat as my cock was beginning to move on its own and throb a bit.

I groaned as I could feel a pressure building up in my loins. Goodness, am I gonna cum already? That tongue really is good! I opened my eyes halfway, barely seeing her head moving back and forth in a good pace. I reached and gripped her other horn with my other hand, gripping both of them tight till my knuckles turned white, and started thrusting in her snout a bit hard. Trisha's teeth was being careful not to cut in the foreskin of my penis.

Dragon Trisha didn't seem to mind that I was thrusting against her jaws and her tail thudded the carpet behind her. I think with her expression, she liked that I was getting into this. While I was plunging my cock almost down her throat, something in my brain clicked. I think in my dreams, I can remember sitting on a rock in the woods alone with the same dragon here and I was gripping her horns real tight, thrusting the same organ in her mouth. This wasn't new to me and her. But gosh, the real life version of this was NEW to me!

I don't think this big lizard cares!

I moaned again as I could feel the pleasure about to shoot out of my shaft, making me cry out for her, closing my eyes again, "I'm gonna....ARRGH!!!" Then it happened, the white load was firing down her mouth, and her draconic lips and tongue wrapped around on it, so my cock wouldn't escape her gaping throat. Her tail flicked on the ground, the floor creaked because of it. I was breathing deeply as I continued with my spurts. I let go of her horns and laid back on the bed, eyes opened to stare at the ceiling, my penis still held by her mouth. My mouth muttered in pleasure, "Shit."

My ears hear the dragon giggling in amusement, feeling her jaws let go of my cock that's getting soft now. I slightly lifted my head off the covers to see her licking some of the leftover seed off her chops with a swish of her pink tongue, "I always enjoyed your blowies. Real life isn't any different than dream life." She gave me a wink.

I let out a laugh, "Blowies? You call them blowies?"

Trisha replied, "Actually, you called them blowies first. I just like the name and start saying it myself."

I laughed a bit hard in amusement, "Oh god, I came up with the name? I guess, I'm a bit dirty than I thought." I gasped as her snout was close to my sensitive shaft, "Hey, what are you doing?"

She chuckled as my malehood was actually getting hard again, pointing at it with her claw along with a sly grin, "Speaking of dirty....You're getting stiff again."

My eyes went wide at that. Holy! I giggled a bit at this, "....Oh boy, I think I know where this is going to head."

The girl dragon stated as only her front end was on the bed with me, her form looming over mine and her forepaws were planted at each side of my body, "Yep." Her snout was about an inch from my face, a seductive growl welled up in her throat, "I have one last thing in mind for tonight." She was bringing down her opening muzzle to my open mouth to start kissing again. My brain was swirling around by how her tongue, that had a bit of my cum still stained on it, was wrestling with mine. I could taste my own essence!

With my hands grabbing her snout, I used my feet to kick at my own mattress so I could scoot up in the middle of the bed a bit more. Trisha moved along with me, having all of her fours on top of the mattress now. We were making love for another minute till we ran out of breath and had to stop. Her mouth was lifted off mine and for some reason, I wasn't looking at the dragon version of Trisha, but in her place I was looking at the human version! She was bare naked like me with her breasts and long black hair dangling down over my form. Those sweet eyes on her face and she was smiling too. But that didn't last long and she reverted back to dragon now. No breasts on her chest, no long black hair on her head, just scales and horns. Those purple eyes were looking fondly down at me, wings still folded on her back and her tail flicked on my bed.

I decided to talk to her like I was talking to the human Trisha, letting out a sigh, "Oh Trisha...." I was rubbing her chest scales as I went on, "If I wasn't so busy, I would have been so intimate with you. I'm sorry about what happened before. I'm sorry that I didn't make you feel like you were wanted. And...." I had a bit of guilt in my eyes, "I know that I was mad at you for how you treated me by...Leaving me for someone else. But I understand why. I mean, I know I hate Timmy for being a jerk, but....I can understand it. And...I'm sorry, Trisha. I'm really sorry."

The dragoness knew what I was doing and actually played along with my fantasy and said this with the love in her voice, "Ohh....But I don't find him as my type anymore. I would never leave you again." She gave me a peck on the lips and lustfully growled for me, shaking her hind end in anticipation of what's to come next, "Chris, we both know what we want. Can we....?"

I smiled at her purple pleading eyes, "Yes." Then she moved her frame up, her chest a bit over my face. She was trying to position her aroused snatch over my stiff cock pointing up straight. My eyes only showed anticipation themselves. She's gonna be going for a ride.

With her tail held up behind her, she aimed her haunches at my cock and began to lower them onto the tip. With the tip of my shaft touched and about to go through her lips, she pushed down a bit more and they were spreading apart for me to enter. I sucked in a breath as I could feel warmth in a different part of her greeting me. But this was warmer than her mouth! Actually, since she was aroused, that part was feeling more wetter than her mouth! There were juices coming from her fueling arousal over me that are in her depths. Trisha lowered herself a bit more, wings fluttered as she contorted her face in a bit of pain and so has mine. Her muscles were getting tight around my malehood. She didn't stop and pushed some more until my balls were touching her black scales. All of my shaft has went in her.

Trisha, as a dragoness, looked down after getting me inside her with a grin, "Phew....You ready?"

I narrowed my look up at her, grabbing her forelimbs tightly, "Ride me, girl."

She lifted her body off me, my pole scraping against her wet muscles till she almost pulled all of it out of her. That is until she slammed herself back down on me. I groaned at the weight of her body landing on me. She pushed herself back up and went back down, only going slower this time. She continued on with the same motions. Taking me softly as she could. Her breath smacked against my face as she shot air out through her nose, I see her foreclaws were piercing into my bed. I just laid underneath her, letting her take over me as much as she wants.

I said to her through a sharp breath as her muscles milked me again, "God..." She was trilling in delight at my voice and I went on, "Go faster....Please."

She chuckled deeply and leaned her head to my ear, "If that's what you wish." Trisha growled as she was speeding up her movements, her tail smacked against the bed and the tip at the end of it hit down on the carpet floor as she was starting to ride me. Her head was held high as pleasure took her over, "Mwaaaah." Her wings flared and flapped, her scales smacked against my balls, her muscles still milking me, this felt great!

God, I didn't know that sex with a girl really felt great! I should've done this with the REAL Trisha before! Cause the Trisha right here certainly loves it and she's moaning for me! And I wasn't kidding, she was moaning my name as she looked down at my gaze, her purple eyes only showed lust with a bit of love in it, "Oh, Christopher....You never disappoint me."

The bed was groaning by our weight beneath us, I was surprised that it wasn't gonna break by all the slamming caused by a horny girl dragon. But it was still holding as she still fucked me. My eyes rolled in the back of my skull, overwhelming bliss was shooting around my hood. I'm just afraid I'll be cumming in her again sooner like the last time. But I haven't yet. I was still holding.

She was grunting when she pushed down on my pole again, wings made a flap on her back involuntarily once more, and then she said to me with a tired breath, "Chris....Oh....Chris...."

That's when I had an idea of my own, to the girl's surprise, I grabbed her and we rolled around in bed, making her yelp out as she was now lying on her back and I was now on top of her on my hands and knees, my shaft was still inside of her as we had rolled around. I gave her a devilish grin and said, "Now I'll be riding you." She gasped in excitement as I grasped her shoulders and started ramming myself into her tunnel now, having her let out a glee through her snout.

I grunted through my teeth, tightening my grip on her shoulders, my legs over her swishing tail as I was giving it to her. Dragon Trisha screamed for me, "Chris!" I lowered my body a bit and kissed her muzzle passionately as I continued to pound her. With my eyes real closed, I imagined kissing the REAL girl who left me months ago. Oh Trisha....I wish things would've turned out differently.

My cock slammed into her again and she wrapped her forelimbs and wings around my form, pulling me closer to her. She gasped when we broke our kiss, and I opened my eyes again, her eyes giving me lust, "Chris....Give it to me! HARDER!" I was speeding up my thrusts, giving it to her hard and fast as I could, bed squeaking below us as I did. She arched her back as my left hand stroked her scaled hip sensually in a few circles and crooned for me. While her back was arched, my arms went under the space and I found myself hugging her tight as my pole shoved back in her at a fast pace still. My head pressed against her chest, I could hear her heart beating fast in there. I shut my eyes once again, wanting to relish what I'm feeling.

I feel my shaft twitching in her tunnel. I'll be shooting another load, only this time in there. I pounded her again and again, my thrusts growing erratic as I was getting close. I moaned for my dragon, "Trisha!" I furrowed my brow as I can feel it's almost there as the pressure was building down there again.

Trisha's horned head hit my bed as she drew it back and roared when she climaxed by all the pleasure I gave her. Her muscles went tighter than before and I let out a loud moan of my own pleasure up at the ceiling when I slammed into her one more time, her body bucked beneath me, "NAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!" I came within her depths, hugging her more tightly, and so had her forepaws and wings holding me down. Her claws were trying not to draw blood on my skin and I didn't feel anything, that was a good thing. I heard her growl in satisfaction as my life giving seed was still shooting down in her. Since this was the second time I came, my body just laid on her. Feeling tired as my shots started to slow down to a trickle.

Her forelimbs let go of my back, and I was just basking in the warmth of her wing membranes around me still. I didn't let her go either with my arms still wrapped around her. My mind swam with ecstasy as I began to realize I had actually slept with the dragoness of my dreams IN REAL LIFE. The one I drew inspiration from my ex-human girlfriend. The one I couldn't get out of my head.

Both of us just laid there for a bit in the afterglow and gone quiet, except the pounding of her heart with my head still held to her chest. My shaft softened up and it finally came out of her hole. My mind was bringing me back to reality when I hear the girl dragon giggling tiredly beneath me, "....That was hot." I felt her tongue licking my forehead in gratitude, "Thanks as always, Chris. I loved it."

I lifted my head off her chest, and looked at her purple eyes again. But now...All I see is the human Trisha's. That hazel color. Seeing her looking at me with those sent a lot of pain in my chest. I felt a tear forming in my eye and it slowly trickled down my cheek, falling down on her scales. I let out a depressed, trembling breath and turned away from her gaze.

Trisha as the dragon knew what I was thinking and said with a bit of a pity whine for me, "Aw....It's about Trisha, isn't it?"

I nodded a bit, looking back at her. They were back to being purple now, not all human like, "....Yeah." I let out a breath, "I probably talked to you on how much I really missed her. Well I do. I miss Trisha. Honestly, now I wish I was living in a fantasy land with you as a dragon....Well LITERAL dragon. Instead of living in this town where your human ex-girlfriend lives and has a new boyfriend to show around." I gave her a small grin, "I've thought about finding a new human girlfriend, but....You really are perfect for me."

That drew a small smile on her muzzle, "I can understand your pain all too well...Even when we make love."

I playfully shot at her, "That's because you were born in my head."

That made her roll her eyes, "I know....But I do have a mind and emotions of my own...If you could believe that."

I nodded, getting my arms out from under her since they felt like they were being crushed by her weight, and I stroked her neck with a hand, "Yeah, I can believe that. Other than you're horny and like to make love to me."

She trilled a bit from my touch on her scaly neck, closing her eyes a bit as she was loving it, "I don't see why not. You're very nice and you certainly have a lot of talent of making art about me." I giggled, removing my hand off her neck and it just laid close to her shoulder like my other hand is as she shot her eyes back open and responded with a giggle of her own, her wings twitched over my back, "Don't deny it. I know you drew my beautiful self. I'm from your head, you know. You did pretty good."

I planted a kiss on her chest scales, "Thank you." Then I let out a sigh, gently rubbing her shoulder, "I know you're not real and all, but....Trisha's not gonna come back to me and I just have to accept that....Like she's accepted her new boyfriend."

She made a pity look at me, "I wish none of that didn't happen to you. You deserve better."

I said without any shame, "Since I'm just single and knowing how many trysts we've had in my dreams....And our first one here....I would rather choose to be with you. I really love you."

"I love you too, but...."

I frowned, seeing her face appeared that she wanted to tell me something important, "But what?"

"But you....Love me because you think of me as Trisha...Only in dragon form."

I shook my head at that, "No....I love you...For who you are."

I felt dragon Trisha taking a deep breath below me and let it out, "No, you still LOVE Trisha. Not me. I see it in your eyes. I know why you shed that tear. Did you just forget that you were talking to me like I was the REAL Trisha before I was slamming down on you?"

I mentally chuckled at her question, but I answered with all seriousness in my voice, "I know that. I...I sorta pictured you as the human Trisha several minutes ago, and....I did want to say all those things to her."

She stated with narrowed eyes, "I want to ask you something. If you REALLY love me for who I am, then why didn't you call me by a different name? Why not call me something else other than Trisha? Why not moan me by a different name other than Trisha? You couldn't come up with a different name for me in your dreams and even in real life, because YOU STILL LOVE HER. You've always thought of me as the REAL her because you love her."

....I know for a fact that she was right. Right now, I'm still thinking of this dragon AS Trisha. I don't have any other reason to love her. I still didn't see any other difference on her than the real girl I was with. For all those times I've been with her in my dreams, I didn't see the dream dragon for WHO she is, including right now. That's why I didn't come up with another name because of that. I still loved the REAL Trisha, even if the real Trisha has become the black scaled dragon. Not the dream one under me. I stuttered a bit, "But....But-"

"Chris....I'm just a fantasy to you. And you were right, I'm not real. I was created by you in your head in your want to have your girlfriend back." She pointed at herself with a talon, "I can be certain that THIS won't last forever. Dreams are only dreams. And I am your dream. Only just a dream came true for a little bit." She then laid her forepaw onto my shoulder, "....I'm not going to be in the real world for long, remember?" Her eyes gestured to the dreamcatcher hanging on the ceiling nearby, "That thing brought me to life for a short amount of time and....I can feel that I won't be here for very much longer. I'll fade away." She shook her head in a bit of pity for me, pulling her paw off me, "I'm sorry....But you can't keep doing this to yourself. I've wanted to tell you this for a long time and now's the time. I know I like you, but....You have to let me go, Chris. I'm just a fantasy."

That broke my heart hearing that and I couldn't accept it, "No, you're not." I kissed her chest three times, and held on one of her shoulders tight, trying to show passion in my voice, "I'll...I'll make you a reality. Cause you are."

But her eyes show that she is committed to what she wants me to do, "Chris....Quit this. THIS has to stop."

"Why do you want me to stop? Just....Tell me the truth."

"I did tell you the truth....You LOVE her."

My eyes only drooped down on her breathing chest and I let out a depressed sigh, "I do....But she's more of a fantasy to me now. She's not even worth it to me."

"But you still love her."

I lifted my eyes back to her lavender ones, showing a bit of desperation in them, "I know....That's why I want to stay with you. Because I'm trying to move on from her. I....I'd rather stay in my own dreams than live with my reality alone without you. I mean, what if this real life thing is basically a one time deal? What if I don't see you again? Tri-....Trisha, I want to be with you."

The dragon asked me this, "But what if she....Loves YOU still, despite she's with Timmy?"

I was taken back by her question, "Huh? What are you talking about?"

She growled at me, her tail flicking on the bed, "Chris, don't give me that. You know exactly what I'm talking about."

I wrinkled my face, "No...I actually don't."

She paused for a moment before she replied, "You saw how Trisha has been giving you those looks lately, right? Those blank ones?"

I nodded as I remembered what the human Trisha had, "Yes. I mean...I have wondered why she was giving me them."

"Here's what I think, Chris. Maybe she still loves you and wants to try to talk to you about it. But....She's also trying to figure out how, because of everything. Maybe your mother's right on what she'd thought about. Maybe Trisha realized what she was missing."

I shook my head with a groan, "Narrgh, you're sounding just like mother. Tri-....Dragon, Trisha is NOT gonna come back to me. She's not gonna come back to me and get married to me later on in life. She really is happy with Timmy."

"Do you really believe that?"

"Yes!" My face went wide at my outburst and I shook it off with my head, giving her an apology, "Sorry. It....I just don't believe she loves me now."

My dragon raised her paw and held it to my cheek, giving me a sincere look, "Chris, maybe you just need to talk to her. You haven't talked to each other for months. Now....You need to be the one to help her out. She's giving you these looks that probably means she wants to tell you something...You need to talk to her. Or at the very least, if you still love her, fight for her. Quit letting her run off with Timmy. Show her in a big way that you'll make her feel accepted. You deserve the real thing. I'm your fantasy, I'm not real." Her eyes showed a plea, "I know you like me, Chris. But you need to try this. Go back into reality."

"But....But....Trisha...."

I felt her chest rise as she let out a sigh, "I'm not Trisha. Trisha's at her house sleeping." She gave me a comforting smile, "Hey, it's not like I'll be gone forever. I'll always be with you....In your dreams...Only as your friend from now on. Chris....Talk to her."

I begged for her to stay long enough....She's right. Maybe she is right about Trisha. Maybe Trisha wants to talk to me and she's afraid of how awkward it can be. I....I need to talk to her myself. I was curious about what she was thinking in her head anyways. I nodded slowly with a small hint of a smile, "Ok."

Her smile widened up in a toothy grin and she lovingly licked my cheek, "Thank you....You really are a good friend."

I didn't take my gaze off of her as I made a promise, "I won't stop dreaming of you....As long as I live."

Her horned head gestured to the little piece of art depicting her on my table nearby, "And that will help you not forget me. Don't ever get rid of that."

I let out a chuckle, "Hey, um....If the dreamcatcher brings you back in the real world again, and if me and Trisha got back together....Would you want to meet her face to face? At least talk to her?"

The black scaled girl dragon replied with a nod, "Sure! I'd love to. Just as long as she doesn't run away, screaming in fear like you did." We both shared a giggle together and I gave her a kiss on the nose in gratitude. Then I see that her whole form was basically looking ghostly. Like she was going to fade away. I gasped at the sight and held myself up with my hands and knees on the mattress. My naked form over her disappearing one. Her tail, her scales, her horns, her wings still covered over my back, and even her purple eyes were fading away into nothing, when I'm this close to her I can feel that she was going away. Then her voice sounded distant before she completely disappeared with a smile on her snout, "Sweet dreams....Chris." And with those words....She was gone. Nothing but the space that I'm hovering over now.

I let out a sigh, seeing I'm alone in the house again. Alone until mom comes home from the wedding. I flopped down on the bed and pulled the covers over me, feeling worn out still from what me and the dragon did to each other. My side of the head laid on the pillow when I looked up at the dreamcatcher, watching that thing glowing in the dark until its glow faded away like it had before.

I smiled at the magic of it. Mom will not believe it.

Then my thoughts were onto what....My dragon said to me. About Trisha.

I'll give it a try. I'll try to talk to her.

And dragon....Thank you.

I'll always know you'll be with me.

Thank you.

******

My mother said to me through the other end of the cell phone, "Well, I decided to just call and check on you."

I chuckled when I was looking out through the kitchen window, standing in front of the sink as the afternoon sun peeked through the glass, "I was gonna call you later."

She asked, "So how are things going?"

I smiled to myself, "Things are great. I'm happy to have the house to myself."

I heard her giggle, "Well, when you graduate you can always have a house to yourself without mommy."

I let out a laugh, "Oh, but then I would miss you."

I heard another voice at the other end of the line, it sounded like uncle Morgan. Mom said after she said a few things to him at the other end, "Hey Chris, I got to go. Have fun in the house without me."

I nodded to myself, "Sure thing. I love you."

"Love you too." I hung up and pushed my cell phone back in my pocket, letting out a sigh to relax myself at the peace and quiet in the household. The sunshine was still glaring through the window frame and it blinded me a bit, making me turn away and walk off in another spot in the kitchen. I looked down at the cleaned up floor in front of the refrigerator, giggling to myself as I remembered the mess the dragon from my dreams left down there. I giggled to myself. What a night that was.

Saturday had arrived since that night was over with and things feel pretty peaceful. Well, a lot more peaceful than I'd felt in a long time. I guess, getting laid with the girl with scales really helped out a lot with my self esteem. I guess, that's why I feel great now. The only thing that's been on my mind since last night....Was the human Trisha. How my dragon told me to talk to that girl and find out what Trisha's been thinking about.

I kinda am nervous about talking to her honestly. I mean, what if Timmy's still going out with her and he'll get pissed off that I'm talking to his girl? I seriously don't want to deal with him.

But I need to do this...Because I still love her. I still love Trisha.

I know that I'll have a lot of time to think before school resumes Monday. I'm not gonna worry about it now. I'll just enjoy my school break.

This morning after I woke up all by myself in my own bed, I got up, took a shower and put on a fresh pair of clothes on since I was still naked in bed. Then when I got downstairs to get something to eat, I came across the mess that was still on the floor in here. Geez, better not have a dragon for a pet. Cause she really left behind a mess. And what's more, while I was screaming my head off from the scaly girl, we both forgot to close the fridge!

I think some of the food in there was spoiled, so I threw it away, but luckily a lot of others weren't. That's a good thing. Mom would kill me if she found out what I didn't do!

So after I cleaned up the whole mess, which that took a bit of a long time, I resorted back to my original plan to make myself something to eat. Now when the afternoon arrived, mother called to check on me.

Now all that's over, I'm gonna figure out what to do next.

I thought about going upstairs when I heard knocking on the front door.

I frowned at that. Who could that be? I'm not expecting anybody.

I trotted fast out of the kitchen and to the front hallway, grasping the doorknob and pulling the front entrance open. That was when I knew a familiar face that showed up.

It was Trisha. The HUMAN Trisha to be exact.

Her long strands of black hair hung over her shoulders and her hazel eyes stared right at me, they didn't seem blank, they showed some amusement and happiness. She looked pretty today. My face went wide a bit, "Trisha....What're you doing here?"

She gave me a smile a bit, "Surprised to see me?"

I giggled and nodded, "Yeah, kinda. I....Didn't know you were gonna show up."

Trisha clasped her hands together low in front of her, her eyes now showing a bit of regret, "Ah....I'm sorry. I guess, I should've called and asked to-"

I waved her off with my hand, "No. It's fine." I tilted my head, "So....What are you doing here? Do you...Want to come inside and chat?"

Her flowing black hair swung back and forth as she shook her head, "No....I just came to talk to you. I....Wanted to talk to you for days."

I frowned in curiosity. It's coming. Well, here it is. I asked out loud, "About what?"

She gestured herself then towards me, "About us. I want to talk about us....It won't take long."

My heart was filling with hope at what I think's about to happen, "Ok....What?"

Trisha took a deep breath, collecting herself and then let it out, "Look....About before....About breaking up with you like that....I'm sorry. I mean.....I've wanted to tell you for a long time that I'm sorry. I'm not that type of girl. I didn't want you to feel like I was using you. I wasn't. I've meant what I said about-"

I shook my head, deciding to tell her something on my end, "You don't have to be sorry....I get it." She wrinkled her brow as I went on, "I figured out why you didn't feel accepted by me....It was because I was always busy with artwork at school and home. I...I was neglecting us, and I know that I shouldn't have done that to us. I think....We should've done something more when we were together. So....How you've felt, it wasn't your fault, it was mine. And I own up to it and...I'm sorry."

Her smile came back on her face, "Well....I was kidding myself about not feeling accepted. Cause I think.....I actually was accepted by you and I'm the one who was stupid that you didn't make me feel that way. You're the sweetest guy I know and....I'm just the bitch who hurt you and....Made YOU didn't feel accepted by mwah."

I shrugged my shoulders, "Eh...Kind of." I let out a sigh, "I did miss talking to you, though. Things....Didn't really feel the same without you."

She shook her head, "My thoughts exactly. I....Thought I would feel accepted with Timmy, but....I haven't. He's....Just a jerk who orders everyone around." She planted her hands right on her hips, "He may be the captain of the football team, but....Give me a break."

I felt a bit terrible for her when I knew what she was getting at, "He....Bossed you around?"

"Yes....Even when we're kissing, he bosses me around. I guess, it's no wonder he goes out with a lot of women."

I formed a bit of a narrowed look in my eyes, "So....?"

She waved that concern off, "Look...Last night, I broke up with him....By phone." She said with a confident look, "I won't deal with him again. I...Guess, I really learned my lesson. Don't go out with the captain of the football team."

I nodded at that, "Yeeeaaah, probably a good idea." We both shared a laugh together. Wow....I haven't laughed with her in a long time. Feels good now.

Trisha let out a breath and timidly looked down, "Chris....Do you hate me?"

I stared at her for a second before answering, "I was a little, but....I still cared about you."

She looked at me, "So have I....When I was with someone else." She looked away from my eyes and tried to speak some more while brushing her hair off her shoulder, "Um....Chris....I....I...."

I raised my hand to her cheek and made her look at me. Giving her a smile that meant I get it. Then I slowly leaned in, closing my eyes and kissed her softly. Trisha graciously took the kiss without a protest. With that peck I pulled away, bringing my hand back down to my side and let out a breath of relief, "Well...I've wanted to do that for a long time."

She let out a cute giggle and said with a wink, "Me too....Chris." She sighed in relief, "Chris...Thanks for not making this hard on me."

I nodded at that, "You're welcome." Then I frowned at her, "So....Are we back together?"

Trisha laughed, "We just kissed. What do you think?"

I giggled at that one, "Good point."

She took a deep breath and let it out, "Thank you again." Then my eyes went wide when she wrapped me in a hug, holding me tight as she buried her head in my chest, "Thank you....For giving me a chance."

My lips formed another smile as warmth blossomed in my heart. I returned the hug and said right back, "I love you, Trisha." I kissed her forehead.

Trisha still held me in that hug as she looked at my face, "I love you too." Her embrace was removed off me and she started to back away from me very slowly, "So, um....Do you want to come to my house tomorrow? I don't have any plans."

I nodded at the idea, "I'd liked that." I gave her a wave, "See you later."

She waved back, "See you tomorrow." With that, she spun around, took several paces to the fence and went out through the gate, strolling on the sidewalk to head for her home. I watched her until she disappeared out of sight. I let out a sigh that held victory in it.

It....Happened! It actually happened!

She....Came back to me.

I went back in the house and closed the front door tight. Trisha's presence was still fresh in my mind as I started to stroll upstairs to head into my room. When I showed up, I went to the art table and saw the art of the dragoness from my dreams. The memory of what happened last night came forth.

I smiled at my work of art, thinking of my scaly friend that's living on in my head. You were right....My friend. She did still love me. Trisha has. You did the right thing telling me to let you go.

Trisha and I are together again.

Thank you.

I looked at the dreamcatcher on the ceiling and was grinning at it. Grinning at the magic it's capable of.

Before my imagination made up that beautiful girl dragon....I've dreamed of getting back with Trisha.

And just like that dream about that dragon.....My dream about Trisha came true.

Dreams really do come true.