Unknown Destiny

5

It gets cold and in my dream beside me is a rather large teddy bear. I decide to name him squiggles, mainly because his tufts of hair are really curly and they look like squiggly lines. He smiles at me with open arms. Insinuating that I should hug him. And I do. I hug him and everything turns warm. It's almost like everything was black and white and then I hugged squiggles and now it's completely normal. Yes it is completely normal for a grown woman to be hugging a teddy bear. I just freaking love squiggles so so so much.

This dream was beautiful and I wish the thing trying to ruin it would stop. Aw hell Im awake now aren't I? I open my eyes only a small fraction to expect squiggles in front of me, but no. It's just squiggles in the form of my neighbour Anne Monroe. Her continuous shifting in attempt to leave my grasp is amusing. Her back is to me, my left arm in under her head (which is applying a large amount of pressure) and my right arm is hung loosely over her waist. I'm pretty sure my other arm is dead since I can't move my fingers at all.

So I decide to take advantage of this situation. Since I am apparently asleep I casually tighten the hold I have on her by pulling her closer with my right arm. I spread my right hand against her tummy and press her closer to me. I feel Anne become rigid in my embrace, her breath is quick and I'm enjoying every single bit of it. Slowly then all at once, with one last push I place my head near to bare neck and breath out. My breath makes its way to her skin and she gives up. Her attempt to leave my grasp fails and she just stays there. Her body is relaxed and I smile inwardly.

And then I speak into her ear, "You're crushing my arm princess." I say mentally preparing myself for the whole lot of hell in going to get from her. She darts out of my embrace and begins to slap me silly.

"Ow ow ow! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Stop!" I say between laughing fits. She climbs on top of me and I use my arms to shield myself. From what I can't tell she's straddling me, her loose coffee coloured hair is everywhere and I'm pretty sure she's not wearing pants. Oh hell.

I quickly take over the situation and flip us around so I on top of her, straddling her hips. She attempts to hit me some more so I simply pin them to the bed. I grin triumphantly as I lean down to whisper in her ear, "What's wrong princess?" I ask huskily, since it is only the morning. She squirms underneath me trying to escape my tight grip.

"What's wrong is that you took spooned me last night!" She says angrily.

"Oh come on sweetheart you enjoyed it as much as I did." I say quietly.

"No I did not!" She exclaims, "You bloody spooned me!"

"And you were snoring."

"No... No I wasn't. I don't snore." She tries to convince me, but it's not working.

"Oh come on yes you were. I hug people in my sleep and you snore."

She huffs in frustration before looking at the position we're in, "Get off me."

I look down as well, I'm straddling her and I've got her arms pinned. I smile mischievously and lean down once more then whisper in her ear, "Don't like this sweetheart?"

I can practically feel the blood rush up to her face, her breath is quick and then it become steady, "I thought I was your princess?" And then she brings her head up and gently bites my ear. I shiver as electricity pulse through my body. I pull back and she just looks in my eyes. She moves forward bringing us closer, her breath creating electricity on my skin as she inches closer.

DAMMIT! She took the opportunity and in my vulnerable state she slides away from underneath me and laughs.

"HA! HA! I knew it! I knew you'd fall for it." She says jumping up and down with excitement. Her sweater rides up a bit as it reveals a flat stomach with the slightest outline of abs and a v-line trailing from her hips to her... Inner thighs. Damn, I didn't know v-lines looked so attractive on girls, especially her.

I fall down defeated, I'm left facing the ceiling frustrated. Sexually most likely. I actually wanted to kiss her. I sigh in defeat, "I hate you sometimes."

I hear her go aw before she leans above me, "Maybe some other time." And with that she kisses my cheek. Some other time? What does that mean?

•••

Anne leaves after she said she had to do some things, leaving her facial expression rather urgent.

God how I miss her presence.

So I turn the TV off and walk into the library my parents so kindly built for me. They knew I loved one thing and it was books. Whether it was fantasy, non fiction or fiction I was interested in all of it. Myth and mythology was my favourite. I loved reading about how vampires, ghosts, witches, werewolves and everything else we've come to dress up as for Halloween.

I grab a book that I have not read yet. The Seventh's Triumph.

It has a familiar ring tone to it, but recollection of reading it has not yet appeared. So I flick through the first page and then to the second and soon enough towards the end.

Reading has always been my forte, I was never good at math or science, I was good at reading and constructing sentences. I found a dark enjoyment in philosophy and intended to work on it during my time spent in UNI.

However, my life wasn't set to be successful, God was just plain drunk when he decided to create me. So here I am, reading in my own library and not having a future.