Stolen Away

Dreams

*Ashlyn POV*

It's been roughly a week since I started my year at uni and I'm already having a hard time. What sucks is that it's not even the professors or the lectures or the work load or even the other students. It's me. Every time I try and focus on something, my mind keeps flashing back to the  last time we saw Brie and Abby. And I have these dreams that we finally find Abby and Brie but then there's suddenly this really dark shadow that starts to creep into my dream and then I wake up. To top it all off Neal is being forced to cut off all contact with me during his first year of Alpha training. Yep, that's right, that means poor old me is going to be forced to make new friends and actually have SOCIAL INTERACTIONS!!!

I reached for my phone and checked the time, it read 6:45. "Yas!!! I woke up before my alarm," I sang to myself as I fist pumped the air.

Yeah, I know my achievements are pretty amazing:) I slowly rolled myself out of bed and walked over to my closet to grab clothes for the day. I decided on some sweatpants I got from Brie and a plain white crop top shirt thing I stole from Abby's closet, I felt like I needed something to remind me of the two of them today.

I walked into the bathroom, clothes in hand and walked to my bathroom.

I stripped down and got into the bath and began my shower. I have to admit, living alone does have its perks. I got to have my loft space all to myself, not worrying about who else was around and literally having every freedom imaginable. For example, just yesterday, I decided I wanted to try and cook something, now if I'd been sharing this place with Neal, Brie and Abby, that may have caused a problem . . . Let's just say, I'm glad they weren't there to see and it and that I'm surprised that the kitchen is still in good shape.

After I was satisfied that I had scrubbed myself hard enough and had sufficient relaxation time I hopped out, dried myself off and put on my clothes for the day. I put my pj's on my bed and grabbed my duffel bag which already had all my stuff, grabbed my phone off my bed and headed to the kitchen.

I made myself an espresso (using a machine of course) and sat down in front of my TV. The screen flickered to life and started playing the Sponge Bob theme song, I watched an episode while enjoying my coffee and then turned it off when the episode was done. I washed up my mug and grabbed my duffel before walking out of the apartment and locking the door behind me. I opted for the 20 minute walk to campus rather than taking the bus when I noticed that I still had a good 45 minutes before I had to  be at my 8:30 class.

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After a long day of classes and a couple hours in the campus library I was beat so I decided to drop by a takeout place to grab dinner before heading home.

I was craving rice so I dropped by a Teriyaki Experience and grabbed my favourite dish, Hot and Spicy Pork, before hoping on the bus home.

When I arrived home, I unpacked my duffel and started on my English Lit reading while I dug into takeout.

I finished the assigned reading and flicked on the TV, clicked onto Netflix and started watching White Collar. After a couple episodes I flipped the TV off, put my takeout box away, brushed my teeth and crawled into bed, waiting for sleep to overtake my mind.

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A dark figure appeared standing silently against a bright background, slowly the figure moved forward until I got a clear look at the figure's face. It was tanned and held black eyes with never ending depth, framed by carefully styled black hair.