Seven

Chapter 29

Glistening sparkles reflect on to his face off the surface of the water. He looks so handsome as he smiles at me. He looks like an angel with his halo of soaking dark curls and adorable dimpled smile. He is an angel and this place is heaven. I begin to swim through the warm turquoise water towards him, wanting to touch the hard muscles under his warm skin. My arms glide and my feet kick to propel me forward, but it doesn't take me long to realise I'm not moving any closer to him. I kick harder and move my arms quicker but still, Seven stays the same distance from me. Another attempt and I begin to panic. I'm not moving. Why can't I move?

"Seven!" I yell out to him and he stays smiling angelically at me.

"I can't move!" I scream at him, but he stays completely calm, his smile not faltering at my panic.

"Lilianna!" He yells back frantically, his tone doesn't match his expression as he continues to smile with ease.

"Seven!" I scream for him again but he doesn't move. A loud bang echos around us and I scream again in fright.

"What was that?" I yell, looking back at the concrete platform as another loud bang erupts over the water.

"Lilianna!" Seven yells out again and I whip back around in the water to look at him still smiling as yet another loud bang sounds.

"Wake up." Seven tells me.

What?

My body jolts as I sit upright in bed. My chest heaving as I gasp awake. It was a just a dream. I was dreaming. My room is pitch black and I tap my phone to check the time. The screen glows in the dark room telling me it's two in the morning.

A loud banging resonates through my small apartment causing me to jump. It's the same banging from my dream, only I'm awake now. I'm frozen in my bed till another bang blows on my front door. Who the fuck is knocking like this on my door at two in the morning?! I flick the comforter off my body and creep quietly toward my front door.

"Lilianna!" Seven's delirious voice calls from the other side of the door. What is he doing here?

I unlock my door quickly, worried by the tone of his voice. I swing the door open and am greeted by a very frenetic looking Seven, one look at his appearance and my stomach drops. He's in a plain black t-shirt and black sweatpants, it takes me a moment to recognise his top is inside out and I gather he must of dressed in a hurry.

Seven's face is what floods me with worry, his eyes are red, long eyelashes clumped together like he's been crying. His cheeks are flushed and face set in destress.

"Seven?" I ask to make sure he's really here, blinking my tired eyes.

Seven says nothing as he stands in my doorway at two in the morning his chest rising violently like he's been running. Did he run up to my flat?

"Seven what are you doing here?"

Again he says nothing and just stares at me, his mouth parts as he begins to pant. The lack of words from him turn my low stomach as I stand there anxious of his state in front of me.

"Seven what's wrong? You're scaring me." I look over his face as he just stares at me.

"I-I'm sorry did I wake you up?" He stutters and I frown at him.

"Well yeah, it's two in the morning." I point out to him and step back as he steps forward into my apartment. He closes the door behind him, he's so skittish and I back away to give him some space.

"What are you doing here Seven?" I ask him again as he turns to look at me. His red eyes are wild as he looks down at me.

"I know you want space but I... I had to see you." Seven murmurs and swallows hard. Why is he so on edge, it's making me nervous.