I Put A Spell On You And Now You're Mine

I Put A Spell On You And Now You're Mine - 3

Hellooooooo!

Part 3 is here :)

I'm hoping that more people will start reading this story, the more that I update.

This chapter is a bit filler-ish but it's still moving the plot along.

Please let me know what you think so far xxx

(The picture on the right is Tyler/ Dream Tyler - though obv he's not usually as smiley haha)

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He was chasing me again.

"Alexandra!" he called out ominously, "Why run away from the inevitable?"

Heading towards the clearing I made sure to run around it's perimeter to avoid what happened last time with his containment spell.

I couldn't hear him anymore.

My chest was burning from the intense running and I leaned against a tree, trying to force myself to exhale and inhale quietly so as not to give him any clues where I was.

The woods around me were silent.

Maybe he was gone?

My head tilted backwards against the tree while I tried to think what to do, the bark felt scratchy against my head but right then I couldn't have cared less.

Should I keep running or should I just stay here and wait to wake up?

It was absurd that I was even having to go through this thought process - dreams were normally simple and flowed naturally - not like this!

"Hello Alexandra" a breathy voice whispered in my ear.

I didn't even try to hold in the startled scream that left my lips.

He was in front of me now, his arms either side of me keeping me pressed against the tree.

"Tired of running?" he whispered, his lips tilted upwards in a smirk.

I didn't reply but instead took in his features.

His hair was a sleek black and his eyes were blue. His eyes were hypnotising and even in the dark I could see how bright they were.

He moved even closer so that his face was almost touching mine.

"I can sense your fear. Why are you afraid?"

Was he frickin' kidding me?

He'd been terrorising my dreams for a while now, why the hell did he think I was scared?!

"W-W-Who are you?" I managed to stutter out.

His smirk got bigger and he stared into my eyes.

"I'm Julian" he replied louder now, his tone seductive.

I'd been hoping for a bit more than "I'm Julian"; an explanation of why he was chasing me all the time and had wanted to stab me in the hand wouldn't have gone amiss.

Terrified, I didn't vocalise this.

He removed his hands and took a step back.

"I can tell that you have seen sense" he smiled at me, "I can complete what I have started".

Slowly, he withdrew the all too familiar dagger from the waist of his black jeans.

"It will only hurt for a moment" he told me when he saw my wide eyes.

He let out a small gasp as he cut the length of his palm again like he had done previously - I just stared at him dumbfounded.

I was disgusted with myself at the fact that I was just standing there unrestrained, yet I hadn't made an attempt to escape even though it was my dream.