LET IT BLEED . Carmine Journals
Chap x: Dream On
I didn't know how long I've been sleeping.
I've lost track of time. I knew that I didn't want to wake up just yet.
The bed felt so good, so soft and the sheets were so fresh. It smelled like lilies. I knew instantly I wasn't home, and that this wasn't my sheets, it wasn't my bed I was laying on. I sunk my face on the pillow and snuggled lazily.
Then I realized there was someone else in bed with me.
I felt an arm resting around the crook of my waist, and the presence of a body real close to mine, a pleasant warmth radiating from it. Fingers stroked lightly the curve of my hips, trailing over invisible dots, making my skin tingle after its touch.
I should be scared, or at least alarmed, I thought, but something was telling me I didn't need to be. That everything was going to be alright, that nothing and no one here was suppose to harm me. And I trusted this feeling, this sense of security that involved me. It was all around me and I let myself drown on it, relaxing in the arms of this stranger.
"You're awake." the owner of the arm said lowly by ear.
It was a male voice, low and deep, a tranquility and easeness in his tone.
I still haven't opened my eyes, but somehow my body must've told I was awake. I recognized the deep voice that spoke to me. The man that was in bed with me, the man holding me in his arms.
I felt him brush his lips softly over my neck and down my shoulder blade. He was not kissing me, he was only letting his lips feel my skin. It tickled slightly. It seemed an oddly familiar gesture, and somehow comforting, like something we always use to do in this place. Being together in each other's arms.
Which was so odd.
What a strange dream I was having...
I rolled over lazily to look at him and smiled.
Pale blue eyes smiled back at me, without his mouth needing to do it.
"Lucas? What are you doing here?" I asked a little groggily.
He shrugged his shoulders and wiped a lock of hair from my face in a familiar gesture, looking me directly in the eyes. I didn't feel nervous like I always use to feel whenever he looked at me like that. But that was in the real world. In the real world he made me jittery and nervous and most of all, awfully irritated. Not in here though. I felt so relaxed in here right now.
"Is it important?" he asked softly.
"No. I guess it isn't." I said and I knew that it really wasn't. I didn't even know where 'here' was.
I looked around. We were laying in a bed over a white imaculate floor, no walls around us anywhere. A soft haze covered everything. There wasn't a direct light anywhere, neither sunlight or lamp, but the room was alight with a soft strange glow coming from the floor and from above at the same time. It was a spaceless light, a timeless light, the dusk and dawn moment combined in one another.
Everything was so soft, so pure and white!
The bed, sheets and pillows. Even the ceiling seemed white, although I couldn't see it because it disappeared in a soft fog.
"It's nice in here, isn't it?" Lucas asked me, putting his arm around my waist again "It almost feels like being in the sunlight again..." and his voice held a longing now.
"It feels like a foggy day at the beach, for me." I said looking at him.
I swear I could even hear a soft sound of crashing waves far away in the background, and a faint warm salty breeze brushing on my face.
"It is? It's been so long, I don't quite remember anymore." he said diverting his eyes from the horizon and looking at me with a melancolic smile.
"I'm sorry." I said holding his handsome face in my hands "I didn't mean for you to be sad."
"I know, sweetheart." he said trailing his fingers over my face and he leaned in to kiss me.
His lips brushed playfuly over mine, moving in gentle strokes. It felt oddly famliar. Have we kissed before? I'm sure I would of remember him kissing me before...
I lost my line of thought and focused on his mouth's gentle touch. It wasn't a kiss filled with need, or lust. It made me feel safe and loved and like I belonged in his arms for all eternity.
I wanted to kiss him like this forever.
"I whish we