Story of Dreams

Dream 2

(Owen in the image)

We made eye contact in the waiting room but it was pretty brief. My face flushed though, he was pretty attractive. I mean it. He had very dirty blonde hair that was really bleach blonde on some spots, that was longer than most. He had to tuck some behind his ears but it wasn't long enough to touch his shoulders or anything, just the right about of length. He wasn't crazy tall but probably at least 5'8 maybe 5'9 which in comparison to me, was tall enough. He also was tan but not overbearingly tan. Almost all of him just seemed so...perfect.

"Maria?" my name was called and I left the room and him along in it, probably to never meet again.

I've seriously have been waiting in here for over 20 minutes for the doctor to pay me my visit. This was becoming ridiculous. Why was it taking so long? It doesn't normally take more than 10 if that! Ugh I was getting so frustrated. I honestly think that they might have forgotten about me in here. I mean they did put me in the complete back corner of the doctor's office. When the door finally opened, it wasn't the doctor.

''Uh... you're not a doctor," I said slowly.

He jumped and turned around. It was him, the guy from the lobby. I felt my heart quicken at this acknowledgement. "Oh uh yeah I'm not. Shit. I think I went to the wrong room I'm really sorry." He said and went to open the door. He tried but it didn't open.

I cocked my head to one side, why didn't it open? I wondered. He tried again but still nothing. "I-I uh think it's locked." He said.

"What why??" but as I got off the table I was previously sitting on the lights flickered and we both looked up. They continued to flicker and then went off.

I was starting to panic. "why are the lights off?" this was getting very freaky. A loud bang was heard outside of our door, and we both stayed quiet even though I couldn't see him near me.  Another sound went off, oh no... those were gun "shots. Someone's out there." He said calmly.

I was starting to panic. This was so scary, what was going to happen. No one would find us here. We're in the back corner and if they do it's probably this crazy killer guy oh my goodness we are going to die here. I was too young, I mean I just started to college!

The guy in the room could sense my panic I think because I heard him shuffling in the dark for something. I tried to take a step away and ran into something causing me to fall.

"Ow shit." I said grabbing my arm that had hit some sort of corner on the way down.

A blast of light went off illuminating the room fully. The guys shined the light on me, and held out a hand for me.

I grabbed it, and he pulled me up with more force than expected, and I was soon flush with his body. My hand on instinct went up to his chest to stop myself, my eye contact directly on his chest. I could feel my heart beat wildly in my ears as his hand still held mine. The fire between us seemed to be on full blast because my whole body was warming up to being so close to his.

My breath came out raged, "T-thanks" I whispered, as I looked up slowly to see him looking down at me. His eyes seemed to be piercing through mine, making me shiver.

All of a sudden his light went out causing us both to step away from each other. "Shit my phone just died". He said cursing at the wall. Now that we were separated I felt like I could regain my breath. But now we were out of light again. I slowly moved toward the drawers I remembered from before and tried to feel my way around hoping for anything. After three tries my fingers wrapped around something that felt oddly familiar. I felt around to a button that I accidentally clicked but, it was for the best because it turned out to be a flashlight. I sighed and made a mental thank you to the heavens.