Mrs. Huntress.

Chapter. 4. My Nightmare

"No please! Don't!"

* Evil wicked laughter*" don't worry my little Rose, you won't feel a thing", says the wicked man with glowing redeyes.

I cry & cry what he's about to do too me, he continues too laugh, that horrible wicked laugh.

All of a sudden i feel a sharp sharp pain at my ribcage, i scream bloody murder, but the man still laughing.

------- Nightmare Ends. ----------

"Noooo!" I shout as i wake up from the dream. I breathe heavily, panicking a little the experience I have just seen.

I haven't had a nightmare since i was living with my adopted father Mr. Kie.

Why now? After all these years, why now? Did the glowing redeyes from class trigger the dream? I don't wanna remember it, it's dangerous for me, & it's a nightmare from my traumatized experience I had when I was in my mid teens.

I get out of bed, my dry pajamas now soaked with sweats,
my mouth is dry so I leave my room to go too the nearby sink that's in the hallway of the girls dorm room building.

After that, i came back into my room, as i was closing my door i hear rustling noise behind me, i quickly turn too see Ichijo Takama, standing near my window.

"What are you doing here"? I asked him, for some reason i feel comfortable being around him, like he feels like a brother too me sort of way.

"I heard you scream, i was worried so I came too see", he says calmly with sympathy in his eyes.
"I'm f-fine now, thanks", i say studdering a little from the freezing cold air," please close the windows"? I ask him, he only nods his head & closes the windows behind him.
I walk over too my bed & sit on it, while Takama walks over too me,& sits next too me, carefully & gently.

"You wanna talk about it"? He asks softly, his voice soothing & calming.

I shook my head no, if I ever talk about the experience I had when i was in my mid teens, it would only bring me fear, & anxiety attacks. I can't risk remembering that again, i just can't.

"It's ok if you don't want too, usually expressing your feelings out with the emotions it helps you in a way, that'll make you feel better", he says now smiling at me.
"Why do you care? You don't even know me"? I asks him, getting slightly upset. What makes people think they know me? Or what I've been through when they weren't even there too see?
It pisses me off.

"Because I know you are hurting, i can sense how you are feeling right now, it's one of my, i guess you could say, powers", he says.
"I can tap into people's emotions, & read them", he continues saying.

"That's, cool, i guess, but isn't that like being an empath? You can just tell what's wrong with the person?" I ask him," sorta, yah, but this is more higher than just an empath, it's like a sixth sense, kinda of wway", he says.

"Oh, okay", i only say.
Suddenly he pulls a strand of my air bwhind my ear, i turn too look up at him," don't ever wears those precious tears, they are like precious jewels", he says romantically.

He then gets up & walks towards the windows out onto the balcony," goodnight, Star", he says before disappearing off.

"That, was, odd", i say out loud; "he forgot to close the window seals", i say as i get up from bed closing them, after awhile i finally go back too bed, peacefully sound asleep.