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Chapter 5

"We met someone for a reason. Some to teach us something, some are the ones we need to teach something and some are what we called Soulmates"

| Harley |

I was running like there was no tomorrow, I run and run to the bridge running away from HIM. My worst nightmare....

"Leave me alone!" I said as tears streaming down on my checks.

I was still running not knowing where would I go until my head bummed into someone's chest.

I look up to see the man I loved his beautiful eyes full of tears.
I looked back again to see the other man who was chasing me.

He smirked at me, then I shirt my gaze to my Love in front of me. I hugged him but he suddenly let go pushing me in the side of the road.

I crash down the ground hearing a honking and crashing sound of a car, I was afraid to look back but I need to see...

As I look back at him my heart breaks like a glass breaking into a million pieces

I saw him lying on the ground with his lifeless body covered in blood

"No! " I screamed and sit up, realizing I was dreaming again. I was breathing heavily, when I suddenly heard a loud thud.

I looked a where the sound was coming from. I saw Andrew lying on the floor. He looked at me shocked, I realized that I accidentally pushed him. I held my opened mouth; I was shocked at my own action. He chuckled and sit beside me.

I hang my head low. "I'm sorry... "

"It's okay Angel, anyway what happened? Did you dream of something?" He asked.

"Well.... " I pause for a moment and told him about what the dream that I just had.

"I've been dreaming the same dream since I was eleven, and it always scared me. The people that I saw in my dream are somehow blurred so I didn't know what was the meaning of it." I explained.

"Maybe it was a scene from the future"

"It can't be, the dress that I was wearing was for a rich woman in the 1890's, also the attires of the two boys I saw. "

"Boys?" He questioned.

"Yeah...?"

"Anyway, maybe from the past?"

"I don't remember anything happen like that though"

"Past.... " He paused again. "Life...?"

"Hmm, I'm not sure" I said. "Wait, you believe in past lives?"

"Yeah... My mom used to tell me stories about past lives, soulmates, true love... But... " he paused.

"But?"

"I used to believe in them but now... I don't"

"Why? "

"Well, that's another story to tell" he said smiling.

"Come on, don't be like that!"

"I'll tell you when I'm ready... Angel "

"Okay... "

What a bummer...

I really want to know him more; I don't know why. Is there something wrong with me? I had this urge to know him more and an urge to be close to him.