Dangerously Safe

37. Him again

Chapter 37 of dαngєяσυѕℓу ѕαfє?

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KATY'S POV

You know those times when you just get random shivers that jolt through your body, right down from the tip of your toes to the top of your head? They are really irritating sometimes because it's like your body is going through some spasm attack and even though it only takes a milli second, it feels like it goes on for minutes?

I just had one. I just had a spark of electricity-like shivers that ran through every part of my body. However for some reason this jolt has stopped in-between. It has paused near my shoulders so now I am standing in the middle of nowhere with my whole self just frozen in place, my shoulder sticking upwards.

Suddenly the air starts to get very thick. It feels like all the oxygen from the area I am located in, has been sucked out and still is. I can barely take a breath in and it feels like in suffocating but somehow I'm still frozen onto this very place, breathing just fine.

My surroundings start to get darker and as soon as it's almost pitch black I knew where I was.

I was having one of those dreams again.

One of those dreams -- or shall I say nightmares-- when that one specific man visits me and talks to me but never has he even shown his face or brung his appearance in contact with my sight

And like always that one question pops out my mouth. The question I always seem to ask him when he is around.

"Who are you?" I whispered towards the moving shadowy figure, my eyes following every step of theirs, making sure that it doesn't come anywhere close to me.

"You ask this every time you see me, don't you have anything else to ask me?" The long slender shadow spoke up making me speechless. His voice just sent chills to my spine. it was full of pure hatred and just.. evil.

It's honestly the only answer he gives me. This man always switches the question around and tries to change the subject after my very common question. I've had enough of this though. I've been asking about him and who he is it for more than a year but I still haven't received a proper and valid answer. I'm determined to get it now.

I was hesitant to speak but when I looked away from him, a few words tumbled out of my mouth. "I won't ask you anything else before you don't tell me who the hell you are!" I seethed and looked at the dark grey clouds I was floating upon.

I was sick and tired of him appearing in front of me in this abandoned area every time I close my eyes. Why can't I just dream normally like other people do instead of having to talk to this creep all the time. I would much rather be in a land full of candy floss than have a conversation with someone who doesn't even show me their face.

A deep chuckle snappd me out of my thoughts about pink and white candy floss but I still faced the floor to the side. "Ohh getting thick-skinned are we? Well to tell you the truth.." He stopped speaking for a mere second before I heard his voice again but this time much closer, right behind me. "You continue this attitude and the next thing you know is that you might be getting forced upon again." He jokes around and a chuckle follows behind his words but it wasn't a fûcking joke to me.

My body went utterly still and I didn't dare move a muscle, heck I even stopped breathing. My figure went absolutely rigid and I had no intention to move because I can still feel an artic cold breath, fanning onto my ear lobe and the side of my neck. Even though I still had some sense and knew that he was just a shadow, he cant even touch me but that's not what bothered me. What took my mind away were the words he had spoken. He was still there but I didn't take any notice on what he was doing. All that was in my mind were those two words that played in my head like a record player.