1:23 a.m Thursday morning
i woke up to a horrible ringing in my head. i sighed and brought my hand up to rest my palm on my forehead and tangle my fingertips in my hair. my other hand in search for my phone under the covers somewhere. i rubbed my eye gently with my palm before turning my phone on, checking the time. i rolled my eyes and sat up. new record. i woke up earlier than the usual.
you see i have this thing where my brain finds any time that i feel peace and relaxation to either flood me with thoughts i'd been avoiding or causing a ringing sensation i can't seem to stop until i wake up fully and open my eyes.
i stood up slowly and stumbled over to my chair, grabbing my hoodie and pulling it over my head while sliding my feet into my shoes. same routine as always.
i tried to make my way outside without disturbing my parents and my siblings, until i feel the corner of the coffee table hit and scrape against my calf. i winced and bit down on my lip for a couple of seconds.
"shit" i managed to whisper to myself attempting to be quiet, finally making my way outside.
i stood on my porch and looked around at the quiet, motionless neighborhood. i took in a deep breath and made my way over to the garden, the same as every night.
1:30 a.m Thursday morning
i started making my way around the garden. i walked around it about 3 times before choosing the perfect rose and crouching down to grab it. i stood and smelled the rose, giggling. completely satisfied with the one i chose.
i was about to head back in when something across the street caught my attention
a person?
yeah, i think so.
i squinted my eyes in an attempt to make out the mysterious figure that stood right across the street on the sidewalk, facing my direction. i was a bit frightened to say the least but my legs didn't seem to stop once they started making their way to the middle of the street. i was curious but i was also insane, i could be kidnapped, raped behind that dumpster, for all i know that's an alien in disguise. all these thoughts rushed through my head as i stopped directly in the center of the street.
i was finally able to see the person a bit better, it was a guy. a tall guy. he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of black skinny jeans and black shoes.
i ran my eyes up and down his body, trying to figure out if i might recognize this person. i didn't. but hot damn i wish i did.
before i knew it he began to make his way towards me. my heart beating rapidly. why was i so scared? what's the worst that can happen? right?
