➳ CHAPTER ONE ➳
BAD DREAMS MEAN BAD MEMOIRS
⠀⠀⠀I had a bad dream.
⠀⠀⠀I was in bed and it was really dark-- like really really dark-- and I couldn't move! My heart was racing, and I was sweating like a pig because something-- or someone-- was in the room with me.
My arms and legs fel t like jelly because of how hard I was shaking.
⠀⠀⠀Someone was in here with me.
In the darkness.
⠀⠀⠀A cold hand slipped up my thigh, and continued up my sweaty leg. I gasped as the fingers ran up my shorts and tugged on them. I swear I could feel cold sweat on my top lip as I shivered.
⠀⠀⠀My thoughts raced through my head despite how dizzy I felt as I laid there in the sheets. 'How did this happen?' and 'Why is this happening?' were my first questions, but I didn't get to try to figure them out because the person who was touching me took my legs and pulled me down.
⠀⠀⠀I could feel the sheets beneath me fold and tug, the soft material making my skin buzz for some reason. I managed a moan, and then I felt it.
⠀⠀⠀The weight of a hand pressing down against my mouth.
⠀⠀⠀Panic swelled in my chest, and I wished that I had worn something more... secure. I had remembered vaguely that I was wearing only my bra because I was so unbelievably hot after excersizing, trying to get my waste thinner.
⠀⠀⠀My back arched in passive resistance, and the stranger forced his hand under to raise my back until I could feel the naked skin of his sweaty abs on my tummy. I shivered and I felt his body vibrate against mine as he chuckled softly--
⠀⠀⠀He!-- it was a he!?
⠀⠀⠀Oh my god! Now I started to freak out.
⠀⠀⠀My breathing quickened as he held me down and rubbed deeply against the inside of my legs. I opened my mouth to say something, anything! But my head was swimming and I could only stutter, "S-stop--"
⠀⠀⠀Before I could finish, his wet lips locked onto mine and he forced his tongue into my throat. Trembling under him, I gasped as he finally let me breathe.
⠀⠀⠀Then strangely, there was a small ring of a bell that cut through the clear night air. It obviously caught my molester's attention because he stopped grinding against me-- something I shamefully regretted...-- and I felt his weight move from off the bed; with a creak, he climbed from off my bed to the wooden floor.
⠀⠀⠀Finally I was able to force my tired eyes open, but my vision was blurry and watery. I couldn't even see anything in the dark. My chest felt like it was burning, and I felt a strange sensation of fear, pleasure and more fear.
⠀⠀⠀I moaned again, and suddenly he-- whoever he was-- was at my ear. "You are mine." He growled in a voice so smooth and deep and frightening that I couldn't think. Just listen.
⠀⠀⠀I felt something wet drip down my arm but I didn't know what it was, only that he was slowly tracing his finger across my skin.
⠀⠀⠀I tried to speak but half-yelped instead as he hand found its way into my shorts. He cackled and seductively licked my ear and nibbled on my earlobe before whispering darkly, "And tonight..." he breathed, "You will finally see that."
⠀⠀⠀And with that last whisper, he vanished. My blury vision only cught sight of him as he crouched on my window sill. The lamp only reavealing that he had dark hair until he turned around and looked at me.
⠀⠀⠀He had the most striking silver eyes I had ever seen, and they pierced my soul as he stared at me. They were unreal. And my bottom lip trembled at the sight of them. He smirked evily at me. "You will see..."
⠀⠀⠀I blinked and his form disappeared from the window so i could see the full moon that hung formt the night sky like a ghost. And then I blacked out.
⠀⠀⠀... I had a bad dream.
⠀⠀⠀And when I woke up in the morning, I groggily got up clutching my chest. My heart was pounding like crazy and I still felt dizzy, but at least I saw a little more clearly.
⠀⠀⠀Shaking, I got up and walked over bare foot, across the light wooden floor, to my mirror. Normally I would have taken up my brush as usual and lip-sing Katy Perry's Dark Horse for a few minutes before stripping, taking a shower, and then trying to tame the wild mane of dirty blonde hair I had...
⠀⠀⠀But something stopped me in my tracks.
After all, this was no ordinary start to my boring life.
⠀⠀⠀"I got molested..." I could only mumbled because my lips were numb. But that dream wasn't the only thing that made me numb. It was the scar on my arm.
⠀⠀⠀I don't remember Sex-Ed class saying anything about new scars appearing on your body after a... special dream!
⠀⠀⠀I held my arm in front of the mirror and gaped at the long scar. Blood and flesh congealed and pinched together the healing tissue, but it was hard to hide the gash that was etched into my arm. Especially when it spelled out
H I S
Xxx - - P E A C E & L O V E - - xxX
F r o m S T A R S E E D S L I G H T
A L I T T L E R E Q U E S T
( f r o m Moi )
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