Dark Energies

Chapter 3 What Dreams Are Made Of

I sat in that tree for what felt like hours but was only 45 minutes in reality. I jumped out of the tree, and headed home. I often think when I'm alone not a surprise since I am alone 247. I don't have anyone to talk to. It's like a curse of antisocial-ness. I reached the front door of my house, but for some reason I looked across the street and there was the same man I saw watching me across the street. I turned away quickly, but couldn't fight off the urge to see if he was still there. I turned slowly at first than all at once. He was gone, but his presence wasn't. I turned to open the door and my dad was ma ready there looking down at me for not being home on time.

I hurried into the house and ran upstairs, but before I could get all the way up my father stopped me.

"Why didn't you come home raven? It can be dangerous out there." My dad said sternly but for once in a long time worried.

"I just wanted to go to the park, and it's only 5!" I exaggerated to my father. He just shook his head.

"I know but I worry about you ok, not all the people in this town are friendly." With that my father left the room with concern on his face. My father never cared where I went, but I guess things are different here. I just didn't think he'd be so tense about it I mean it's a pretty small town if you ask me.

I than began to think of host father said that not everyone here was friendly. I found it odd considering whenever my mom spoke of this place (which wasn't much) she always spoke of it as being a friendly and safe town. Maybe they realized it's not the same town they lived in.

I walked into my room tired, I plugged in my headphones, and decided to draw. I ended up drawing a pretty odd price of art. It was a pair of lips with fangs. Pretty unusual for me but I've drawn weirder that's for sure. That drawing had took me about an hour so it was 6:00 I decided I was gonna get some dinner. I walked down stairs to the smell of my moms cooking, I guess we're having spaghetti and meatballs.

The dinner table was silent other than the sound of eating since I didn't really eat much that day anyway. After dinner I walked up to my room and took a shower. By that time I was really tired. So I went to sleep.....

All of a sudden I was in a dream. It seemed like a whimsical forest from "Alice In Wonderland" but darker and more enchanted. I saw a dark stranger, a stranger that I've been seeing in my dreams my whole life. But for once he didn't disappear. He was there and I could see him clearly. He had really dark brown curly hair, it was extremely fascinating.

But this time it was real hair. And a real person standing before me. It felt real at least. It's like as he was standing there things became more clear to me. Questions that'd Id wonder about this stranger. Like what was the color of his eyes.They looked multicolored, there was a hazel color too them and a little bit of blue.

I hadn't noticed he was walking closer. He was pretty tall I'd say since I'm about 5,4 he was a good 6,3. His gaze was intense. I quickly looked down, oddly enough I wasn't wearing my pajamas or regular clothes like in other dreams, I had a long blue dress. It was a rich royal blue. That was unusual.

"Why do you look away from me?" The stranger spoke and it made me shiver. His voice wasn't too deep but it was calm and rough. He spoke so gently though, it became smooth.

"I-I didn't know I was suppose to look at you..." I stared down at my feet bare without shoes. I didn't know how else I was suppose to escape that powerful gaze he had.

"You know I'm not gonna go until you look at me right?" I slowly picked up my head to see those eyes. His face was well built, he was very attractive, I won't lie. His face was crafted by a goddess in my eyes.

"W-why are you here, why do I keep seeing you in my dreams?" I sounded like a mouse, so timid practically how I sound when I'm in school. He seemed hesitant to speak, but that voice rumbled out of his chest once more.

"At the moment it's not my secret to tell little one, but what I can tell you is this simple little sentence." He came much closer to me and whispered in my ear."You'll be seeing me very soon." He spoke almost in a teasing way but not quite.

With that he was gone. Just like that and I was left to wake up to a familiar shape in my window. Could it be that boy in my dreams?