Red Riding Hood

You Again

I went to bed straight after dinner. I woke up in the night feeling abit stuffy,so I went outside for some fresh air. The night beautiful. The stars shining brightly, the creasent moon was at a fixed position in the sky. The sounds of owl's hooting, the chirping of criket,and the feeling of the cold night breeze on your skin, it was just wonderful. I sat on the closest rock and gazed into the night sky until I was disturbed.
"What a lovely night isn't it?"
"What do you want!"
"That is non of your concern"
I got up and looked him sraight into his dark brown eyes.
"Why didn't you kill me that night"
"Excuse me"
"The night when we met"
"Darling, I'm a predator, and I love to play with my food" he liked his lips sexily , leaning on a tree and he looked gorgeous which drove me insane. It made me want to kiss him, but it's just that I don't trust him.
"So madam,may I ask for your name"
"Anne. My name is Anne"
"Nice name for someone that vulgar"
"Excuse me"
"Earlier today ypu held a knife at my throat attenpting to end me, bit anyways it wouldn't work"
"And why is that:
"Because I'm dead"
"Well that's a shame"
He walked up to me(even his walk was sexy)stood right in front of me, looked me straight in the eye,placed a finger under my chin, lifted my face up to his and said
"Your not scared of me are you"
"No,I'm not,not anymore"
"Just as I thought"
He leaned his face towards me,reaching for my lips but-
"Anne!" I could hear Jones shouting out my name and Kahlil was gone,again.
"I'm over here"
"Oh,there you are,thought that you ran off. These woods can get pretty danferous after lights out"
"Hey do you know who's Kahlil" his exprssion changed when I asked him,like he knew who I was talking about.
"Nope, never heard of him"
I just had to let it go. He wasn't going to tell me anyways, plus I just met him.
"Common let's get bsck in the cabin"
"Yeah its a bit chilly out here"
Don't say I'm crazy but,I feel like I've known him before, while Kahlil I have a certain attraction, I mean he is gorgeous.

We went back in the cabin,Jones slept on the floor while I slept in his warm comfortable bed. I wanted to see Kahlil again, but I'm not sure why. All he does is harrases me every time he sees me, but I like it. I feel appreciated and wanted, especially by someone so extraordinary.