'Every night you visit me. Sometimes in dreams. Other times in nightmares But you never stay, why don't you ever stay with me?'
I felt the elongated fingers slide across my cheek and wipe the fat tear away.
'Darling you know this answer too well, I belong to the darkness and you the light. Why do you think I can only haunt you in your dreams,' The gentle fingers on my cheek begin to sting, as his sharp nails dig into my flesh. 'Now, it's time to wake up. Go on now.'
Even though he retracted his hand, I could still feel the burn of the small scratch and the gentle droplet of blood that fell from it.
'No, I don't want to go.' I nearly screamed at him.
I knew I had made a mistake as soon as I heard the thunderous growl echo from his throat and shake my entire being.
'I told you, it's time to go, now leave. Before I have to hurt you again.' My eyes narrowed as they stared into his his cold, black eyes. I always did like his eyes, even when he was mad at me, they were so black if I leaned in close enough I could see the stars that hid in them. Sometimes when I pleased him enough and he was truly happy they turned an ice blue, though his pupils reminded me of a cat.
I knew wanting him was dangerous, for he was the dark and I was the light. But he was the only thing in this universe that ever paid attention to me, so I really didn't mind if that attention was torment.
'And I also told you no, I'm not going!' We were now nose to nose, our once relaxed cosiness had long ago melted away and his nostrils were flaring with rage.
'I hate having to turn our sweet dreams to nightmares, but you always make it so difficult by misbehaving; it's your own fault. The pain and horror I deliver to you is caused by you, and you alone.' His loud voice had faded to a solemn whisper by the end of his spiel, and his eyes had dropped to his lap. I knew what was going to happen and I knew how he hated having to do it, but I had left him no choice.
I tipped his chin up, taking in his hard expression. His starry eyes however contradicted his wanted persona. His eyes wander my face, for he lets out a exasperated sigh and then like that he clicks his fingers darkness descends upon us.
Creatures howl, scream and roar and then I feel these shadows tear into my body and try to drag me away from him. I struggle to crawl back to him, but the wind and the creatures pulling me apart are too strong. And soon I am flung into pitch black, my screams of terror echoing in his skull and the now empty space . . .
I flew up in my bed, sheets tangled up with me limbs and cold sweat pouring from my seemingly intact skin. I rolled over slightly and fell onto my frigid wooden floor, I managed to pull my heaving body up once again. I gazed into my full length mirror, slowing touching my finger tips to the tiny scar on my cheek. Remnants of the night before.
It was funny because the only wounds that ever seemed to remain from our encounters, were the ones he graced me with.
I cannot dwell for long, if I don't get out no doubt they'll come see what's wrong with me and once they see me they will not hold back their wrath.
So I gather my things quickly, shuffling into miss-matched clothes and pulling my hair into a messy top-knot. Appearance is one of my lesser concerns.
I also was not embarrassed to flee from the house I lived in, making sure to not make much noise as I past the kitchen and bolted out of the door. This pace continued as I weaved through streets, alleyways and Mrs. Dobar's backyard (she was a sweet widow that usually takes pity on me, but loves me because her cat does).
I soon stood at the end of the block I had needed to reach, watching cars come and go, kids of different ages walking in and out of the building all the while I palpitate.
After what I believe was an eternity, I could breathe easy and after brushing loose strands of hair from my face; I crossed the road. Heading straight for the front doors, avoiding eye contact or any interaction with these people what so ever.
A blur is all that remained of my morning, I found myself in homeroom and raising my hand as my name was called from the usual list. But the normality was soon disrupted by a knock at the door and a sigh of relief from the teacher. Soon she was standing at the front of the room demanding everyone's attention, the reason for this was probably the boy poised next to her.
'Everyone,' her voice rattled around the room. 'I would like to introduce our newest student; Silas Drexel. Well go ahead Dear, tell us all a little something about yourself.'
She seemingly nudged him front and centre, placing the boy with the peculiar name under the scrutiny of the others harsh eyes. And it all seemed to end when the boy lifted his stare from the floor tiles to us, the people. I heard girls sigh, and even the boys breath's hitch.
'As you already know, I'm Silas Drexel. Yes that is my real name, and I recently moved here from a place far away that many of you would not of or probably never know of. But maybe there is one or two of you in here that do . . .' The last part was a murmur, but I heard it clear as day.
Those eyes . . . I know those eyes, those pretty, cold, blue eyes.
'Very well, Silas. Please take a seat anywhere you'd like; there are quite a number spare in this room.' Immediately everyone who had things on seats beside them frantically moved it to create an empty space, but it was no use. For the boy, Silas, was already walking down to the back of the classroom and lowering himself down next to me.
I most certainly did not look up as he surveyed me, it was only when he gently poked my new scar; was I strong enough to lift my head.
Silas smiled, flashing me the familiar sharpened canines.
'Hello again, my Light.' He whispered, taking my hand in his and gently kissing my knuckle as he would normally do.
'Greetings to you, my Darkness.' Our eyes focus on each other's and soon we are smiling. 'So glad you decided to stay.'
Silas' cruel laugh rang out, disturbing the rest of the people who weren't already watching our interaction.
'How could I stay away from you, especially knowing what you are capable of?'
