I sat down, resting my head on my hands. The wind was heavy, snowflakes landing slowly soaking my sweatshirt.
Can you hear them?
They're coming
I thought of one of my favorite songs, trying to forget that creepy guy from the club.
They're in the signal
They're in my head
I thought of him going insane.
That guy was my lover, the one who I had fucked with countless times.
Is it only me?
Am I the only one to be called?
I heard footsteps.
'I must be going crazy. Like the Master. Sue me, I'm a whovian...'
This pounding in my ears
is calling me to rule the world...
"Emma!" His deep voice whispered, his hot breath fanning my neck.
'Maybe I'm dreaming...'
'But it feels so real!'
Rule the universe as the master of your fates
Can you hear the drums?
I struggled away, hugging my maroon Hollister sweatshirt closer.
Don't try to fight them
it's too late
I screamed, falling down into the snow.
"Castiel..." I whispered.
Each time lord child
approaches the eye
Forced to behold the vortex
to be inspired or run.
"Just come on, Emma. I want to go up to the castle."
I screamed more as I remembered the days he pulled me up through the trees, to our secret temple.
But as I gazed into the
vastness of time
I heard the sound of drums
Arms wrapped around me, hoisting me over a bulky shoulder.
"Castiel, put me down!" I shouted, slapping his perfect ass.
"As if, princess." He teased, slapping my ass back.
It reminded of me when we bickered as children.
Can you here them they're coming
They're in the signal
They're in my head
As the song faded from my head, I sighed.
Trekking through the woods on someone's shoulder is not cool.
Branches and leaves pricked my sleeves and got in my blonde hair.
I kept pounding on his back, screaming at the top of my lungs.
"HELP ME!" I screamed.
But by the time we reached his bedroom in the castle, he had my legs around his waist.
He started to get out of his clothes, also helping me.
I didn't mind, kissing him like I did years ago.
