Hers

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

            There he was, just a few inches away from me and I couldn’t get to him.  His mouth moved and formed words I couldn’t make out.  His features were still, not panicked like the last time I saw him.  He looked calm, happy, relaxed.

            We laid together on the soft, green grass.  Animals walked beside us, unafraid of what we were capable of.  His green eyes glowed, his pink lips tugged up into a smile to reveal shining white teeth.

            I found myself smiling too, but it felt hollow.  My chest was heavy and my eyes kept wandering up towards the sky.

            He would get this sad look on his face every time I looked back at him.  His eyebrows fell into a worried position and he spoke words I couldn’t hear but I could feel their effect.  Panic rose in my chest, fear reflected in my eyes.

            He couldn’t, I wouldn’t let him.

            There was a sadness in his eyes now.  His blonde hair was ruffled by the wind as rose to a standing position. 

            I needed to change his mind.  I needed him to hate me, forget about me.  I rose too.  My curly, blonde hair bushed against the base of my bare back.  I was yelling at him, screaming words I couldn’t hear.  I couldn’t hear anything over the panic that was rising up in me.  The need for him to forget about me.  It hurt, but it was for the best.  My words hurt him just as much as they hurt me.  Surprise was etched on his face, then it was replaced by the pain.  Anger and jealousy were buried beneath his pain.

            I felt my cheek between my teeth and the blood filling my taste buds, anything to keep myself from crying in front of him.

            He yelled back, the agony in his eyes was too clear.  He was still wasn’t holding back from me.  He still loved me.  I kept yelling and screaming.  Finally he turned and stormed away, relief filled my being.

            Then I felt it.  The small prick of two needles seeping into my skin and pumping venom into my bloodstream.  My eyes grew wide in panic, I glanced around frantically.  My heart was already starting to beat faster.

            I glanced down to see a long, slender, brown snake.  Its black tongue stuck out of its mouth as it hissed.  I felt myself falling to the ground and collapsing in the grass.  My breaths were short and panicked.  My leg twitched and my heartbeat sped up even more.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him, running towards me.  His green eyes were glazed over with concern.  My eyes grew heavy and my head started to ache.

            The last thing I saw before everything turned black, was a pair of blue eyes that were burning into my own.

            My eyelids flew open as I lurched up in bed, gasping for air.  My eyes darted around the room only to be met with darkness.  Still trying to catch my breath, I reached over and clicked on my lamp.  I pushed the covers off my body, sweat clinging to my body.  Sometime during the night, my hair had come undone and was now making me feel hotter than I should.

            After mentally cursing myself for living in the south with no air conditioning during the summer.  I rose the blinds to my window and, with much difficulty, pulled the window up.

            The sound of crickets and frogs filled my bedroom.  I could hear mosquitoes and other insects buzzing outside.  I checked the wire mesh for holes, making sure no bugs could get inside.  After I was satisfied, I padded my bare feet down the hallway, opening windows in the kitchen and living room in hopes of getting the house’s temperature down to a livable number.