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As I feel his fingertips touch my skin goosebumps coat my body, my breath feels like it's stuck in my lungs. I refuse to look at him as I hear a deep chuckle come from his chest, I push my body up against the wall behind me it's cold surface only intensifying the goosebumps that now coated my skin. He leans in more, and I can feel his breath on my neck, I push against his chest in hopes he may retreat. "I can't, I don't even know who you are" I say in almost a whisper tone, I hear him chuckle again still feeling his eyes burning into me. "Darling you've always known who I am, all you have to do is look at me" he says as I feel his hand reach under my shirt just to feel the skin on my hip.
I shake my head closing my eyes my hand grabbing his shirt "no" I say as I feel his grip tighten on me "then why are you pulling me closer?" He said whispering it into my ear, I suddenly open my eyes and As I turn to look at him I wake up. Shooting up in my bed I gasp slightly looking around my room, " it was just another goddamn dream" I said to myself in irritation. I've been having these dreams for months, always about the same man. The same thing always happens I'm in a compromising position with a man I don't know but I refuse to find out who he is. Every time I hear his voice, every time I feel his touch, every time I feel his breath on my skin it feels so real. It feels as if this is happening, he is real, and I sometimes start believing it.
I shake it off not because I want to but because I have to, I have no other choice, I always chalk it up to my brain trying to tell me I'm lonely, but deep down I don't think that's the reason. I get up and I get out of bed going to the bathroom I brush my teeth take a shower and get ready for the day. At this point I had forgotten about the dream forcing myself to think about what I have to do that day and what my other responsibilities in life are besides thinking of a man I know for a fact doesn't exist.
I'm not sure why I have these dreams, I don't really have a very exciting life. I'm not an exciting person I'm just an average girl, I work in a bookstore for god sakes I mean why on earth would I be having a dream about some mysterious man trying to seduce me? I can read that in hundreds of different books it's not like it's something special to me so why does it happen? And it feels so real out of all the dreams I've ever had every dream with this mysterious man in it always feels real, like I'm not dreaming like these are my actions! I've never been able to understand this, but I don't understand most things so to me I kind of just have to chuck it up to a question I may never have answered.
After I get ready for work I leave my house get in my car drive to work and start another regular day at my regular every day job, I talk to the same people, go through the same routine, and stock the same box I've been stocking for the past six months. Right now I'm sitting at a cash register reading while I wait for someone to come and buy a book, i'm halfway through a book I have no intention of buying when I hear someone walk up to my register. I put my book away look up on the person and for some reason my heart stops, and I get those goosebumps I got in my dreams, and my stomach starts turning as if I have butterflies. But the thing is I've never seen this man before in my life.
I stare at him blankly only staring at his face, "hello darling" he said with a smile. When he spoke it's startled me, And even made me jump slightly, but I tried to shake it off and act as if it was another customer. A part of me already knew he wasn't here to buy a book, I could tell he had no interest in any of the books here. Trying to give my best customer service smile I push away all of these new confused feelings and begin to speak " hello sir is there anything I can help you find today?" I asked hoping I'd be wrong, wishing I was wrong. He walked up closer to the counter and shook his head " no I found everything I'm looking for, though i've never thought I'd be meeting you in person." He said with a smile.
"I'm sorry? What do you mean... i've never met you before in my life" I say confused, but I knew I was lying I looked at him, I really looked at him. I looked at his facial features, the way his hair laid, The way his smirk form little smile lines in his cheeks, how his green eyes look so intensely down at me. His skin was clear, and soft, his hair was black, and long about shoulder length, slick back. He wore all black, black shoes, black dress pants, black belt, a black long sleeve button up, and even a black Tie, his sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, his belt had a silver buckle which was the only other form of color in his entire outfit.
"Oh love even you know that's a lie" he said and I paused, my smile fading and I looked away from him confused but a part of me was relieved because I could finally ask questions. " then who are you, no... Then what are you? How do I know you, why are you in my dreams, why any of this?" I asked finally looking back up at him confused and only wishing for answers. He nodded " i'm not surprised you have questions, but this isn't the best place to do this my dear" he said looking around. " i'll be here when you get off of work then we'll go somewhere private And I'll answer your questions" he explained and I paused looking at him even more confused now " what makes you think I go to a secluded area with someone I don't know?" I asked and he chuckled.
" oh but darling you do know me, you've been with me every night for a long while now. You know me more than you know some of your closest friends I'm sure" he said. And then continue after a short pause " you know I won't hurt you" he said and then began to walk away. " see you soon love" he said and walked away. In a panic I as one finally question "wait! What's your name?" I asked as he walked away, he stop and turn to look at me over his shoulder. "My dear you can call me Loki".
