Dilusions...

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I sat up in a field, the sun beaming on me, it was sweltering hot outside, I could tell, but it felt good because I was wearing a short white dress that stopped at my knees. It had a red belt and I had on red heels to match. “Babe, where are you?” I heard a familiar male voice ask me, it was deep but had a boyish tone to it. Two hands wrapped around my waist as I spun around alarmed. My eyes went wide and my mouth dropped as I saw Kyle stand in front of me, looking brand new. His deep, addictive, blue eyes stared back at my bullet-grey ones. Even his blonde hair was perfect.

“Ky?” I asked. “I-Is that you? What happened to you? Are you okay?” I asked a million more questions spilling out of my mouth. He put a finger to my mouth as if to silence me. “There’s not enough time. I can’t be here, love.” He replied. He leaned closer, and kissed me, his hands running up and down my back then lying on my lower back. I jumped and wrapped my legs around him, “I love you so much, I thought you were gone.” I admitted to him. “I’m never going to leave you.” He said, “It was a mistake.” He told me between our long, sweet, kisses.

“What was a mistake?” I asked pulling back. Kyle moved a little and started to kiss me down my neck and a flutter feeling spread across my body. “Kyle, seriously. Tell me.” I commanded. He wouldn’t listen so I got off of him and hopped to the ground. He grabbed my hand and pushed me to the ground. “You…are such a douche.” I said. He laughed and nibbled on my ear, then started to kiss me down my neck towards my chest. I gasped as he continued down. “Kyle…is this real? Is this a dream?” “No.” he replied, moving his hands up my shirt. “No, what?” I asked him, he didn’t respond so I continued, and took his hands out, holding them in mine. “What IS this?” I asked.

“It’s immortality my darling.” He said, kissing me then getting off of me. I heard rustling somewhere. Then someone in a black hoodie ran up behind Kyle with a knife. “Kyle!” I screamed. “I’m untouchable now babes. I got to go.” He whispered suddenly by my side. The person came closer as I hid behind a tree watching Kyle stand still looking straight at the person. Somebody tapped me on my shoulder; I looked behind me annoyed, “What!” I yelled as quietly as possible. But when I saw who the person was, I screamed, “Bitch.” Kyle said raising up a gun.

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