Events

Chapter seven : reality

O.K guys this is a really short chapter but im tired and I thought I should at least update a little bit! :) here you go I promise you wont be too dissapointed....... ;)

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My dark dreams was clouded with his daunting face. His eyes piercing my bare soul,yet nothing I could do would shield myself from his longing gaze. I wanted to run but my legs couldn't obey my frantic orders from my mind. Run, I must run. Laughs echoed around me. The shadow his large muscular figure casted, closed quickly around me. "You will never escape me."   My lungs felt empty I couldn't scream, no one would hear my cry's of agony or pleas of help. No-one. I was alone. The cold  numbed my tired limbs adding to the difficulty to move away from my eager predator. His clammy hands clutched my face. Finally air rushed into my longing lungs allowing me to finally scream. Scream for the one person I knew would save me. "DEAN!" 

"Isla! Isla! It's OK your safe. I'm here." A warm embrace blanketed me from the harshness of the nightmare. "Dean?" A barely audible whisper leaves my lips. "I'm here babe. It's OK. Your safe." Dean began running his fingers through my long hair softly coaxing me back into reality. The night was quiet. The roaring wind had vanished replaced with only the light pit-er patter of  rain showing the forests rough uneven terrain. The moons light was only dim. Clouds dulling the moons light rays. It was still just as cold though. My toes were completely numb yet I was damp with perspiration due to the horror of my newly found dream. 

"Dean?" My  voice was quiet only just audible for the human ear. "What is it Isla?" 

"Do you............ do you think that maybe if we survive this...we will have a future? You know..together?" Nervously I began fiddling with the hem of my shirt. "Isla...." Deans voice trailed. I knew the answer. Of course he would'nt. He was young. The most popular guy in the school with the looks of a god. He'd want to live his college years to the fullest messing with girls and partying all night long. A single tear rolled down my red cheek.  "Isla? Are you crying? Babe why are you crying? I have'nt even answered you yet." Pathetically I begin crying even harder. "Dean It's ok... if you wanna go out and..and have fun.. and you find you..you don't want me anymore...Thats ok don't let me stop you." I knew if it came to that i'd only ever want him to be happy. The last year had been the best year of my short lived life. Dean became my first teenage love. Yet I always knew deep down he may not want me forever. I was just a girl. He, well he was more than just a boy. He is the boy. My boy. 

"Please stop crying. God how could you even begin to consider........." Dean stopped abruptly Un-wrapping his arms from me he turned away from me. All of a sudden I felt cold. Cold and alone. The feelings and raw emotions from my dream began to float back to me. Emptiness clouded my heart. He did'nt love me the way I loved him. Tears fell freely from my face trailing down my cheeks dripping onto the cold dirt floor. 

"Isla look at me." Deans voice murmured.

"No.. please just leave me be..." I manged to whisper between sobs. 

A gentle hand cupped my chin slowly lifting it gently, causing me to meet his eyes.

"I was going to do this tonight...... while we were in the tree hut but i guess i'll do it now.."

Oh god he was breaking up with me. my body trembled. 

" Isla.. Ive known you for a long time now...and well....Ive come to learn that your not what you seem..."

He took a breath. 

"Your much much more special than what I thought." 

Wait what? My tears stopped. "When I first laid eyes on you your were so beautiful, you still are now even despite all we have been through in the last few hours. I thought you'd never like a guy like me...  But you did, you have for a year and a half now. God.. Isla I'm so lucky to have your your the girl of my dreams.. you were there for me every time, your strong and independent and beautiful. That's why.. that's why I want you to have this. It was my grandmothers." A smooth Velvet case was pressed into my hand. Oh my god....... Slowly he opened the case to revel the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. Two sliver bands intertwine with each other all tying together to hold one diamond in the middle, with too blood red Ruby's framing the diamond one lying by each side. 

"Isla...." Dean breathed. "I want you to marry me."