False Reality | Book Three

Chapter V

A/N

I thought this photo kind of showed off eyes well so I chose it to show what color his eyes are. (don't own photo)

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I've never rushed so fast to my bed in my life. I collapse onto the soft blankets of my bed and let out a deep groan as sleep washes over me. I quickly kick off my shoes and snuggle into my blankets, excited to see the black-eyed boy. I didn't see him last night, only in the short dream before Turner left. I'm excited to see him today. Whenever I am with him in dreamland, everything seems better.

Sleep comes to me quickly, unsurprisingly. I fall asleep rather easily, my eyes slipping closed and my breathing evening out. I'm instantly transported into the familiar black room. Water no longer glows on the ground before me, but I am left in the void of blackness. "Hello?" I call. I know it's not normal to feel this way about a dream, but I cannot help myself. I feel as if I log onto a video game when in here. I live a life that isn't mine.

"Cassie?" An echo comes back to me. I twirl around to see the black-eyed boy standing about three meters away from me.

I almost run into his arms--which is weird. I want to feel his arms around me so all of my worries can fade away like a leaf being carried downstream. Only I pause. "How do you know my name?" He's said it before, I just ignored it. 

He tilts his head slightly, his black eyes landing on mine. "Do you not know mine?"

"No," I shake my head shortly.

"Then how are you contacting me?"

My eyebrows raise in confusion. "Contacting you?"

The boy stares at me for a moment before realization slides across his black eyes and his mouth parts slightly. I notice a silver little lip ring on the corner of his lip, along with a matching one slinging across his eyebrow. "You're not meaning to."

"Huh?" I ask. My voice echoes back to me, and I realize why when I look at him and he is gone. Panic wells up in my veins before I suddenly feel a hand on my arm.

"You don't know who I am but you remember me...in some vague...distant form," he concludes softly. His hand pulls my arm up softly, his touch sending shockwaves of electricity through my body. I almost pull my hand out of his grasp when I notice his eyes harden on the bruise on my elbow. One can guess where those came from. Five little dots pepper the fragile skin on my elbow from where Turner gripped me earlier.

"Uh," I trail off awkwardly. I finally decide to change the subject by blurting out the first thing that comes to mind. "Are you real?"

His gaze swings up to look at me. "It depends on what you think is real..." he shrugs. My eyebrows lower.

"Whoa, okay, thanks for the help," I say sardonically. I'm surprised when he starts to chortle.

"I missed you, Cassie." He seems to realize his mistake just as I tense. Did we know each other? He must read my mind because his response is an explanation. "Yes, we did know each other. Just...you forgot me." His voice breaks in the middle. My insides flare up. How could I forget him? Just his presence eases the storm in my stomach and the thunder in my heart. Wow, poetic.

"How did I forget you?" I look into his eyes shortly. He looks at me before looking away and down at the empty black ground. Something makes me want to hug him, so I do. I quickly wrap my arms around his body and pull him to me. His arms wrap around me just as tight and I swear I can feel it in real life. The warmth that suddenly floats over my body is extremely powerful. He feels like a burning fire and I'm the melting candle. He sighs against my hair, his soft breath floating across my scalp leaving tingles of sparks in my skin.