LOCKED

CHAPTER 1: Fairy Tales Are True

I opened my eyes and realised my alarm had gone off. I sighed deeply as I tried to get out of my bed. All had been a dream. Yet it always felt so real. Sometimes I got locked up in my own thoughts. If I had a nightmare I would be sad or grumpy all day. Things like dreams and music strongly affected my mood. My mom said I was sensitive, but I always believed my dreams were real. Like they were really happening to me. I didn't feel those emotions in my dream, but also in real life. At school I was often absentminded. It was kind off annoying actually. For me and the teachers. But this day, something strange happened.

My mom had locked me up in my bedroom again. I always played when I was bored. Moving my hands in weird directions, causing several things like objects or the wind to move. I smirked when I caused several books to fall out of the bookcase. I knew my mom hated it when I made noise. But I didn't hear her this time. Weird, I thought. I shrugged, but continued with the weird movements. Until.. everything around me got pitch black. Darkness surrounded me, and I hated the darkness.

''Mom?!'' No response. I felt my heart pounding when I tried to turn the lights back on. Nothing. Must have been the power that went out. I stretched out my hands and focused. A small fire flickered on the palm of my hands. I smiled, happy to see some light. But then.. an unknown voice echoed through my room. ''You have improved yourself, Abigail.'' I shrieked, causing the small fire to go out. My breathing got heavier the longer the silence. I swallowed a few times. My hands were trembling. Could it be a ghost? Some sort of voice inside my head? Was I going crazy? From the loneliness in my room maybe?

A small light appeared in the corner of my bedroom. I just sat on my bed. I couldn't move, even though I wanted to so badly. I was literally petrified. I felt so powerless. Suddenly I saw some movement close to the fire. A familiar smile appeared. I shook my head in disbelieve. ''Don't be afraid, love. It is I, Estel.'' The small light grew into a flame, growing stronger and more powerful. I could see more features of the man who was sitting so close to me. I saw he moved. He came closer and closer. It crept me out. It couldn't be real. But again, I was petrified. ''Say something, Abby.'' The blonde guy reached out his hand. I was so scared I closed my eyes immediately, afraid to look what he would do to me. I let go of my fears when I felt a warm, strong hand stroking my cheek, a soft warm breath against my lips. ''It really is you, Estel.'' I opened my eyes. It wasn't a dream. It was real. So real I could feel his touch spreading warmth throughout my whole body. Tingles in my belly, heat spreading through my arms, my legs, my head. I kissed him. Strong arms were wrapped around me, pulling me closer and closer. It almost felt as we were one person. I pulled back, finally able to look into his eyes. Yet, I wasn't able to say it. I couldn't. A part of me still couldn't believe the man of my dreams was sitting right in front of me. Estel looked worried, as he put a strain of hair behind my ear. ''What is wrong, Abby?'' I shaked my head. ''I can't believe this is really happening.'' Estel grinned. ''Oh, but this is very real. So you better believe it.'' He kissed me again. And again. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his soft hot lips. My body started heating up again and I felt my head growing lighter the deeper and more passionate our kiss. That was, until I lost consciousness.