I Tell my Mom my Dream

**I Tell my Mom my Dream** is the sixty-sixth chapter of Zak Saturday's Immortal Love Life. It was first published on March 6, 2016.

## Chapter

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**Sarah's POV**
It’s been a week and I’ve finished and recorded half of my songs. Now I only have a week left to do the other half.
I was taking a short break and went to get a little snack.
Then my mom came into the room. “Hey, Sarah. What’s up?”
“Just getting a snack,” I replied.
“What snack?”
“Umm . . .” I grabbed a bag of cookies from the covert. “Oatmeal creme pie.”
“Oooo, can I have one?”
I smiled. “Uh, you bought them, so yeah.”
I tossed her one and she caught it. “Thank you.”
She really loves oatmeal creme pie. They’re quite delicious.
We sat down on the island in the kitchen and ate our cookies.
“Uh, Mom?” I said.
“Yeah?”
“There’s something that I should probably tell you.”
“Sarah, I may be your mom, but you don’t necessarily have to tell me anything if you don’t want to, unless it’s something illegal, then, yeah, you have to tell me. But I’ll probably figure it out before you do tell me. Anyway, what?”
“It’s about when I was in my coma. You know how on TV, people have a kind of dream that seems realistic when they’re in a coma?”
Mom nodded. “Yeah. Did you have one?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
I told her about it, leaving out the obvious stuff, like Nick for instance. She didn’t interrupt once, but her expression told me she wanted to so that we could discuss it. When I was finished, she could barely hold her little excitement.
“That sounds kind of cool,” she said. “It may have been a dream, but do you think that I’ll adopt Luke and Annabeth someday?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know. Maybe. Do you think Luke will be a good boyfriend to Emily someday if he does exist?”
“Well, you sounded like you think so, and based on what you told me, possibly.”
“It’s weird to know who your baby sister might date someday in her future.”
“I know.”
“What?” Dad asked, entering the room unexpectedly.
“Nothing!” Mom and I both said in unison.
“It didn’t sound like nothing. What were you saying about who your baby sister might date someday? Who is he?”
“No one you need to worry about, Cj,” Mom said.
He still seemed suspicious about it, but didn’t bother to ask anymore. He opened the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of beer, closed it, and left the room.
I sighed. “Unfortunately, he didn’t stop *that*.”
“Have you written that song?” Mom asked.
“The songs that I wrote in my dream? Yeah. But I’m not going to put them on this album, except maybe one. I’ll wait until my next one.”
“No, not those. First of all, I said song, not songs, and second of all, the song that you said that you were going to try to write to stop your dad from drinking again.”
“Oh, that one. Umm . . . I’m working on it. I have a chorus. And the verses? Well, I didn’t have a single idea what to write. But after that conversation I had with Annabeth in my dream, I want to finish the song for her and her dad, not for my dad. Is that wrong?”
Mom shook her head. “No. And maybe, if Annabeth does exist someday, you can use that to help her with her father.”
“Yeah.”
“You better go work on it.”
“I am. See you later.”
I left the room and headed back down to the music room. Along the way, I ran into Zack. Not literally, but almost.
“Oh, Sarah,” he said.
“Sorry,” I said.
“It’s ok. How’s your music coming along?”
“Uh, you should know the answer to that since you play the drums in almost all of the songs that I’ve finished and you come check on my progress twice an hour.”
“Oh, right.”
We both were hesitating. We knew that we needed to talk to each other about something we’ve been avoiding since it happened, but were too afraid. Probably because of how it will effect us and our loved ones.
“Well, umm . . . I’ve got a song to work on,” I said.
Zack nodding in understanding. “Yeah, ok. I’ll see you later.”
“Ok.”
He walked past me and up the stairs.
I remembered the conversation I had with him in my dream and that made me stop him. “Zack.”
He stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to face me.
“We need to talk about that. We can’t avoid it forever.”
He came back down the stairs. “I agree. But in private.”
He grabbed my hand and pulled me into one of the guest bedrooms, closing the door behind him.
“Ok, Zack, umm, about that day,” I started. “I guess I was too glad—”
“Can we wait to talk about it for a sec?” he interrupted.
“Ok. But why do you want to wait?”
In response to my question, Zack pushed me up against the door slowly and gently and kissed me. I gave in and kissed him back.
My necklace felt heavy around my neck and that gave me the strength to pull away.
“Zack, stop,” I said. “We can’t keep doing this.”
“Why not?” he asked.
“Why not? Zack, were brother and sister! Twin brother and sister. And what about everyone else? I love Zak. I don’t want to hurt him. Don’t you feel the same way about Selena?”
He sighed and hit his head against the door with a hurt look on his face. “Yes. I’m an asshole.”
“No, you’re not. Well . . . maybe a little bit. But so am I. I don’t understand how this happened between us exactly, but we need to fight it for both ours and Zak and Selena’s sake.”
“You’re right. You always are. Well . . . not always, but most of the time you are.”
I smiled. “Umm, I guess, truce?”
Zack nodded. “Truce.”
We shook hands.
“Well, I better go finish the rest of my songs,” I said.
“Ok,” Zack said. “Let me know if you need me for drums.”
“I probably will eventually.” I gave him a hug. “See you later.”
“See ya.”
We left the room and went our separate ways.

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## Character Appearances

### Main Characters

* Sarah Hollinger
* Zak Saturday (mentioned)
* Zack Hollinger
* Raylee Hollinger

### Minor Characters

* Cj Hollinger
* Emily Hollinger (mentioned)
* Selena (mentioned)
* Nick (mentioned)
* Luke Castellan (mentioned)
* Annabeth (mentioned)