'The trees blow steadily with the wind; tall and majestic in their ethereal beauty. This place is not unfamiliar to me. For the past 3 months I've visited this clearing in my dreams almost nightly.
But I'm never alone. And this is where it gets strange. None other than the Criss Angel is gazing at me.
We've never had a conversation. I guess words aren't allowed here... But it's my dream so, that doesn't make sense.
If starts out with the states. Then we walk towards each other and meet in the middle; chest to chest. His eyes are luminous and so very deep.
My heart starts to pound. Our eyes close as we lean towards each other for the kiss... And when I open my eyes again, I'm awake in my room: his eyes burned in the back of my mind.
But tonight something is off. The light is faded, the wind all but still. He stands in the same place, but he wears this look of loathing; like he hates me for bringing him here.
'Stop looking at me like that! Leave if you want!' I say, this time sound accompanies the movements of my mouth.
He shakes his head, black hair swaying and falling into his face, 'Don't you see that I can't? I can never go back...' His voice is filled with anger, but laced with a hint of defeat.
'Where is it you can't go back to?' I ask as we start our slow progression towards each other, meeting in the middle.
'My life. Before I knew you existed... This has ruined everything. And I have no way to stop it...' He says as he reaches out his right hand and laces it through the hair at the nape of my neck, tilting my head back to look up at his angry face.
When he gets close, I force my eyes to stay open. Our lips meet and I'm filled with electricity. I see the blue/white sparks flying from our bodies; traveling through each of us and circulating back around.
My eyes close without my command...'
I jolt awake in my bed. The clock reads 03:45 and I'm drenched in sweat. I know for a fact my room is about 73 degrees, with a fan going; I only react like this when I have a nightmare.
If that was a nightmare, I wouldn't mind having the shit scared out of me every night... Especially if he kisses me again.
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Do You Believe?
FanfictionI honestly don't know what gave me this story idea, but I figure what would it hurt? It could be total crap or it could be super-cool-awesome. I'll leave that to you. This is a Criss Angel fanfic... So I don't own any of the real people- which is p...
