Beg and steal for you. I will crawl on hands and knees until you see you're just like me
It was in my dreams that she always came to me. Usually it was just a glimpse, but this time it seemed to be different. There was water and sand, and she was walking along the beach drawing pictures in the sand with a long stick. Dark brown hair and piercing brown eyes, she looked up and smiled at me.
"Why do you haunt me?" I asked her, but she just laughed. Her laugh made her sound like the child that I used to be. Children grow up too fast in this world. I knew that, and something told me so did she.
She was writing something in the sand, and when I got closer I could see that it was my name. Frowning, I looked at the sand and tried to make out what else she had written. "I don't understand," I said, because the writing just didn't make sense. Then the words formed together and she laughed as I figured out her message.
You. Belong. To. Me. Forever.
"I don't even know you!" I said, frustrated that once again I was drawn to her. How could she keep pulling me into these dreams? Why did I feel like she had power over me when I didn't even know her name? She danced across the sand with a grace that only vampires and slayers could possess. Was she just like me? It didn't make sense to me. James said I was special. I wanted to be special!
Water washed over me as the wave crashed to shore suddenly. I was being carried out by the tide and when I hit the surface, I was no longer on the that mysterious island. Swimming as hard as I could against the tide I tried to get away from the cold dark ocean. It's always cold. Why does it always have to be cold.
Just as quickly as the water came, it was gone, and I hit the bed of my new apartment with a loud thud. She laughed as she leaned in the doorway of my room. This was new. She had come to me instead of making me chase her.
"Why do you haunt me?" I asked her again, sitting indian style on my bed as I watched her with curious eyes. She was beautiful and if the words on the sand were true, she was mine.
[Open to Lexi as this is a dream since she hasn't been born yet!]
"Why do you haunt me?" I asked her, but she just laughed. Her laugh made her sound like the child that I used to be. Children grow up too fast in this world. I knew that, and something told me so did she.
She was writing something in the sand, and when I got closer I could see that it was my name. Frowning, I looked at the sand and tried to make out what else she had written. "I don't understand," I said, because the writing just didn't make sense. Then the words formed together and she laughed as I figured out her message.
You. Belong. To. Me. Forever.
"I don't even know you!" I said, frustrated that once again I was drawn to her. How could she keep pulling me into these dreams? Why did I feel like she had power over me when I didn't even know her name? She danced across the sand with a grace that only vampires and slayers could possess. Was she just like me? It didn't make sense to me. James said I was special. I wanted to be special!
Water washed over me as the wave crashed to shore suddenly. I was being carried out by the tide and when I hit the surface, I was no longer on the that mysterious island. Swimming as hard as I could against the tide I tried to get away from the cold dark ocean. It's always cold. Why does it always have to be cold.
Just as quickly as the water came, it was gone, and I hit the bed of my new apartment with a loud thud. She laughed as she leaned in the doorway of my room. This was new. She had come to me instead of making me chase her.
"Why do you haunt me?" I asked her again, sitting indian style on my bed as I watched her with curious eyes. She was beautiful and if the words on the sand were true, she was mine.
[Open to Lexi as this is a dream since she hasn't been born yet!]