My Mate Rejected Me (Editing)

Chapter 19: The Darkness Of Sweet Dream

Yeah!!!! I get to do her sweet dream!!!!!

Let's the story begin......

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Cheyenne Pov.

I woke up breathing heavily, catching for air. I had my hand on my chest. My eye felt sleepy, so I rub them so I can see better. "Well that didn't work!" I said sarcastically.

The room I was in, felt comfy, well.... The bed, because there is a blank covering half of my body, where my waist is. "Where am I?" I ask myself. I saw a figure move in the darkness, even know it dark in here, I still can see.

"Who there?" I yelled out. No answer... "Ok I'm not going-"

"Gosh! I heared you ok!" A beautiful man voice said.

"Who are you?" I ask in demand.

The light flick on and I growl when the brightness burn my eyes. "What the fuck!" I yelled in anger.

"Little girl, that's not the nice way to speak to me, like that to me"

I rub my eyes again! Just to see better "when I get my hand on you, you-" I stop what I said, with a shock expressions on my face, then turn to anger "oh hell no!" I yelled annoy, "what the hell? Why do you stalk me in my dreams? I'm mean like really? Are you really obsessed over me?"

"No?' Bojo said.

"Sure...." I said, rolling my eyes. "What do you want stalker?" I ask rudely.

He stand there for a few mintues, I took in his feature. He had bleach blonde hair, brown honey eyes , tan, wearing button up blue shirt, skinny faded blue pant. "I guess your favorite color blue?" I ask.

"Yes" he reply.

I nod my head. "Soo, why are you here? In my dreams?" I ask.

"I'm here to show you the passed and what you really are" hmm... Sound like Christmas carol....

"Ooo, are you some like a ghost, here to take me from my past?" I said sarcastically.

He glare at me "ha, ha, very funny little girl, but no I'm here to show you the passed of you, Daycen, Lucas, your dad, your mom, well pretty much everyone" he said.

"Oh god..." I said, this going be along time. "When we start?" I ask.

"Now" he said. He hold out his hand for me, but I didn't take it. I moved the cover and blanket off of me.

"Where?" I ask.

"Follow me" is all he said, he walk to the door and open it. "Come on, we don't got all danm day, you know" he snapped at me.

I glare at him "sorry Mr. Crappy pant" I snapped at him.

"Shut it!" He growl.

"Yeah, yeah, get on with it" I wave my hand at and got up from the bed "where are we going?" I ask.

"Somewhere" he reply.

"Somewhere, what?" I ask again.

He turn around and face me "can you just shut up for a second?" He yelled in my face. I flinch a little from the yelling, I saw his face soften, but cover it up within a second.

"Let's get going" I mumble.

"Alright, follow me" he whisper softly, I nod my head.

He pull his hand out of his pocket and grab the door knob. He twist the knob and open the door. All I see is fog steaming out towards me.