Only His

3. Dream

Elizabeth

One and a half week ago....

Certain images are appearing one after another. Grey color fur.  Then another image of a mark ...a sort of birth mark. Then a scarlet oak, standing alone in middle of woods. Animal eyes that too a deep one. Emotions are swirling in those eyes. Then its a male voice calling someone by some name. . All the images appearing again and again....

I snapped out of my dream. Last time I checked I was in my bed and now I was on the floor. This dream... It always do strange things to me. I rubbed my back with my palms to ease the pain but instead of feeling bad for my current condition I felt happy. I smiled. I couldnt control it. Something that satisfied my heart and mind. I dont have enough space to think about myself now. So I did what I always do.I put myself back to the bed and closed my eyes. As always I tried every position to get my sleep back. After a good hour of trying I gave up.
I sat on the bed legs crossed. Its only 5:30 am. Enough time for a walk and get some fresh air. Ok I didnt think much about my decision. Ny had strictly warned me not to go out without her as this place is new for both of us. Getting lost together is much better than getting lost alone. I don't want to wake her up from her deep slumber. She must be tired from all the unpacking and stuffs and all the rounds we took in the uni with our parents for our admission. Our parents were here inorder to settle us in this city and for securing admission. Everything was done. An apartment with two bedrooms bathrooms and a small living and kitchen which is almost 15 mins driving distance from our uni. The classes will start only after a month. But our parents allowed us to explore the city in the mean time. They have immense trust in us... I mean in our friendship. Its been my lifetime I mean from the day I started remembering my life Ny was there. She is there in my every single piece of memory.
I cant think about a life without her.
  Before I went out of my apartment I changed into a pair of sweat pants and hoodie and my newly bought converse. I preferred a high ponytail for my dark brown hair. Still my hair ends touched my upper waist line. Yes I have a long  thick hair cascaded down to my lower waist line some inches above my hip. Whenever I thought of a hair cut I ended up trimming the ends.
I dont know why I couldnt do it. I always tried convincing my mind to do it but my heart said otherwise. So it was never done.

Keeping the spare key on the table beside the main door I closed it gently so that Ny wont wake up.

We are living in the third floor. I chose stairs instead of lift. Although I woke up abruptly due to my dreams I wasnt tired instead had that glimpse of happiness I felt after my dream. I dont know how to describe that feeling....sense of satisfaction.. the pride felt after the accomplishment like 'yes I did it'
I actually wanted to jump in the air. As usual I felt kind of weird.

'Why' I dont know. This dream is following me my entire life. It was not a nightmare for me to wake up in horror... No... But seeing the same dream over and over again made me think about it always. The worst thing was the emotional outcome of the dream. Some times I felt extremely happy like today ...for what? I dont know and sometimes It is sadness,like some heavy thing is kept on my chest...tears roll down through my eyes like flood and again for what? I dont know. The worst is when it turns out to be angry mode.... Even Ny struggles to control me...snapping at each and everything that come on my way. Thank God I am an introvert and I have Ny to take care of me otherwise I dont know what will happen to me on those days. (Sigh)
The different things I felt remains for the entire day.

The images that appeared in my dreams. I have sketches of it..perks of being an art student... Way before I choose my career I started drawing those pictures. Over the time It became vivid in my memory. The mark I saw in my dream, I can draw it with my eyes closed.
But I  always fail to remember the name called by the male voice.

The animal eyes.... It always startle me as I haven't seen one like that in my entire life. The depth of those emotion filled eyes.
I always leave it but deep down I know these images have something to do with me.... And I know I am waiting for it.....

I was about to stumble as the road was a step down from the footpath.  Not a new thing for me it always happens to me. I sighed looking across the road but the sight instantly caught my eyes. 'No way.... I mean not here Atleast. Me and Ny, we both studied and gathered informations about this place out of excitement...but we never found such a treed area that too too close to our apartment...what to do? What to do?...should I cross the road and delve into this place or should I take a turn... Ny will be pissed off at my decision but eventually she will forgive me.... '
Before My whole body knew about the deal my foot took charge and crossed the road in search of an entrance to the place which was iron fenced and is painted green. I walked along for 10 minutes or more I found an entrance mmmm.. a crooked one. The iron fencing there was broken...not that worse..just one piece up one to the right bend down and carefully squeeze yourself a little bit and there you go. I patted myself 'good work '
There is a small scratch in my hoodie... Thats ok...

I know its against my behaviour to take an instant liking to something. I like this place... The fresh air the woodsy scent combined with some faint smell of mint. I love mint....

Aftermath of my dream.... ' the happy mood'..today took me to an adventure. I dont know what is waiting for me out there...  Whatever it is I am not turning back....