What in God's Name?

Chapter 4: Vision

A/N: IM ON A ROOLLL~ that's all.

Oh! And this chapter..It gets quite..

You'll see. LOL

You opened your eyes. You sat up and looked around. It was probably still late, and you were thirsty so you made your way to your kitchen. The moment your foot hit the floor, Altaïr shifted, inhaling quietly. You slowly tried to make your way around him, but you couldn't see anything. You tip toed around what looked like his body, and sighed, relieved. You took a few steps out of your room, when you heard Altaïr moving again. Hopefully he wasn't awake..

Once you reached the kitchen of your apartment, you flicked on the light. You grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and drank it down quickly. You turned off the light and began walking through the living room back to your bedroom. You stopped. Noticing the figure leaning against the wall near your bedroom. He had shut the door behind him. You bit your cheek. "Im curious about that vision you had." He said sternly. "It was a dream. And I don't remember much of it anyway.." You averted your eyes. You remembered everything about that dream. But you didn't want to tell him at all. Anyway, why did he care?

He tilted his head against the wall, his hood lazily hung over his head.

"Tell it to the best of your ability then."

"Why do you care anyway? I-It's not even your business!" You said, annoyed.

"That is true, but I would like to know."

You stayed quiet. You sank back into the couch of your living room. He smirked. You held your eyes on the ground, as you heard him walk towards you.

"..Or shall I make that dream real?"

"Wha..? You don't even know..H-HEY!"

He pulled you by your shirt and pinned you to the couch.

"L-let go of me, you f-"

He seemed to ignore you as buried his head into your neck, causing you to flinch.

'Goddammit..Why aren't you doing anything about this? Does he even know what he's doing? Is he fucking drunk?' You thought.

"You will keep quiet." He held his hand over your mouth. He had put more emphasis into the last word.

You laughed. You laughed hard.

He held on to you with more pressure and hissed at you to be quiet.

You had the most perfect plan. It would cause (Name) to have a heart attack, yes, but at least it'll get someone out here to help you.

"Altaïr stop! Hahaha!!" You said, through his hand.

You heard your bedroom door open and you knew that the plan worked.

"What the hells goin' on..? (Y/N)? ...HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS!!" She froze.

Altaïr looked at (name) nervously, still pinning you down on the couch.

"Oh. My. GODDD Altaïr you move so fast!" She began laughing.

Altaïr got up and walked back to your bedroom, making sure to hide his face in his hood.

You pinched the bridge of your nose.

"It wasn't what it seemed.. I swear."

"Oh my god...Wow!! Did he??"

"No! God, no. He was just really interested in that dream I had, and.."

"That's a sign that you 'bout to get lucky (Y/N)!" She laughed.

You shook your head. Of course she's not gonna take this lightly.

You told her to leave you alone and that you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight.

"Ok then..Hehehe.." She walked off to your bedroom.

"Don't you fucking tell him (Name)!!" You yelled at her. Then burying your head into the pillow on the couch.

You couldn't really process what had happened, and how you strangely enjoyed it. You were thinking of telling Malik so he could knock some sense into him. With one arm. You ended up drowsing off into a deep sleep, in the comforting silence of the living room.

A/N: You can tell I'm having fun with this story now. Muahaha! Thanks for reading, though ^_^ I love seeing comments..And I might need some constructive criticism on this story.

Well now that I've written one chapter like this, prepare for more! X3 lol

S.O.N