twist of time (18+)

two

"Who is this?" I whispered as I tapped the screen and raking my brain, tried hard to remember. Chewing my lips, I tapped the profile picture that showed, but I couldn't recognize the profile picture nor the name. I frowned as I walked back and forth on the wooden floor, trying hard to remember.  Scrolled up I found more and more text popped up on my screen, it appeared that I and the stranger has a history of talking, and very much comfortable so. I raked my bangs upward in hope that somehow fresh air will loosen up my mind and open it to more memories.

Yet my brain didn't give any clue and it appeared that I didn't even remember why I texted this guy, or what exactly the topic we texted to each other. The air was cold and crisp and my window still dark as I know that time was still dawn but I can feel sweat beaded on my temple and palms, as an alien feeling crept into my mind.

"Everything makes me think of you."

Now I didn't ever recall that someone ever talked like that to me.

I'm not wearing any underwear right now, how bout you think of that!

Did I ever text back like that!? How embarrassing!

"I had a dream about you last night."

I bet the dream heated you to the core.

I scrolled down and frowned.

Just thinking about all the things we could do if you were back at my place right now.

I scrolled some more with my sweaty palm, feel more and more uneasy as the text progressed to more intimate and suggestive sentences,  and in the end, I feel overwhelmed.

"Jeez!"

Resisting the urge to splat and shatter the phone to the floor, I launched the phone onto the bed.

How could I possibly forget a person that intimate?

Tired, I threw myself to the beanbag and rolled my self up, as my mind iterated all the possibilities of why I forgot that I even text that much or how the text sounds odd, it didn't even have my text voice, as if someone else borrowed my phone and typed there, without letting me know.

How could I even sent it?! Or even typed it?!

Feeling cozy and warm at the beanbag, I closed my eyes and try to rest yet I don't feel sleepy. It just my mind still thinking hard about the mystery, so my hand itch to reach the phone and talk to someone.

Lana must be sleeping by now, so is Britney.

So who is the hell texting me this early? He must've known my sleeping pattern. Giving up the thought, my mind chose to replay the dream, the ship that I was standing at, the floor that feels slippery under my feet, the cloud and mountainous wave, and the  hard wind.

Another fantastic dream with hunks.

Sighed, I licked my lips. Somehow the softness of the other lips pressed and played there a few hours ago still lingered.

The kissing felt so real.

I laughed and wiped my face.

Lucid dreams. Yet, it is better than nightmares. But if it is this kind of thing, did it means that I am healed?

I reached for my drawing tabs and pen and scratched something. Yet the digital sketching pad didn't give consolation to me, as my mind still disturbed by the text incident. After a while, I chewed the pen and felt the shadow looming inside my head.

I need a distraction.

I typed a message to the illustration group.

Hi all

"Pop"

Oh, it's JR.

Hi, what're you doing May

Smiling, I typed back.

Awake. How are you?

The reply came straight away.

Good. Awoken this early? Did you plan to get on an early flight?

Chuckling, my finger busy typed back. Nah, just awakened by a fantastic dream.

Jr answered

Care to tell me?

I tapped my lips, wondering.

Yeah, I fight with swords upon the clouds and then make love.

I chuckled. Not something I want to text to the group.

It just some pirate fight over the airship that floats on the sky.

Fantastic! You should definitely draw it! Jr sounds excited.

Maybe.

My eyelids get heavy, and somehow I closed my eyes.

 I'm really sleepy

Will the dream continue? He wondered.

I smiled. The prospect of seeing me as a princess fighting handsome pirates was very entertaining.

Probably. I'll let ya know.

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"Beep beep beep"

Apparently, the pillow totally failed to muffle the beeping sound of the alarm so I lazily get up and glanced at the screen.

"OH MAN!"

Running to the shower I threw all my clothes and hurriedly opened the shower faucet that felt cold to my head, but I need it.

Grabbing a random clothing and put it on, I took my bag, threw the tablet inside, lock my place took my bike and ran like hell to school.