Daisy

Chapter Two

       The busy cars rushing past the orphanage is what woke me up once again.
However, I keep my eyes shut tightly as I let my heart stop pounding so hard against my chest.
I finally have a dream I can remember and that feels like it was ending and I can do nothing but blush.

        My dream began where it left off when I had my break down.
I dreamt of the gorgeous man and the glorious things he could do to my very inexperience body.
I've never even left the orphanage for anything other than the occasional outing.
Legally I could move out, but like most who grew up here; I have nowhere to go.

         So I just bide my time because I have a feeling something fantastic will happen if I just hold out a little longer.
Plus, if Elias ever comes back.. I'll be here.

         Glancing out the window, I see past the iron gates separating us from everything else. We're on a busy corner in a decent sized part of Chicago.
So I see people and cars always walk past, but's it's almost like they can't see us there. No one ever glances or stops to stare.
With the orphanage being so big and old looking, I've always thought people would notice, but they never seem to.

      Once you enter these gates, you're lost.
No people ever come to adopt anyone, no one new ever comes here.
The children are always here one day, and gone the next.
It's been like that as far back as I can remember.

        Shrugging off the chills creeping up my arms, I busy myself getting ready for my day.
My plan is to do everything as quickly as possible is I can get back to my room to go to sleep early tonight.
If I keep having the dreams I did last night, I want to be asleep for as long as I can. ~

         Collapsing onto my bed is the sweetest relief I've ever felt.
Today was just awful and Mae was in a mood all day long.
I've never been so happy for it to be time for bed.
Rushing through my night routine, I jump under my blanket and close my eyes for a night of peaceful slumber.

           The warmth, the comfort, it's seeping into my subconscious so I slowly open my eyes.
I see a pair of gorgeous dark brown eyes staring back at me as he's caressing my hair.
Staring at him for a minute, before I sigh and close my eyes again.

"You're just going back to sleep on me, Flower?"

I open one eye to peak at him before closing it once again to answer.

"My name isn't Flower. My name is Daisy. Also, I'm already dreaming so why can't I close my eyes in my own dream?"

         My ears are bombarded with a deep chuckle that makes my insides quiver.
That's enough to open both my tired eyes to look at him once more.

"You're dreaming right now, Flower?"

       He looked and sounded so amused that I'm slightly confused before I smirk and nod.
I'll prove I'm dreaming.

         I sit up suddenly and place both my hands on his chest that feels very solid, but it felt solid last night too.
I lean upward to press my lips to his.
Fire erupts all over my body, it radiates down from our connected lips to the very tips of my fingers and everything else belonging to my body.
        
           At first he hesitates for a second before kissing me back in the same passionate way I am kissing him.
It's like he's the very reason I'm alive and everything I am is screaming to never let him go.
I need every inch of him and every touch.
He's the missing part of my soul that has been missing without my knowledge, I have all the pieces of me and I feel it on my deepest level.

         Finally when I feel like my lungs can't take this anymore, he pulls back looking very bewildered.
His arms are still wrapped around me while I'm still glued to his chest.
I'm breathing like I just ran for miles and I see that his chest really isn't moving at all.
Raising an eyebrow, he looks at me very strangely.