TAMED

CHAPTER 2: TIYE?

{Unknown P.O.V}

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I woke up with a jolt, breathing heavily out my mouth. Sitting upright, I raked my fingers through my hair - feeling the sweat on my forehead, some rolled from my neck and down my back.

Same dream...

Lately I've been having this recurring dream and waking up not remembering what had happened the evening before until hours later. As if something put me to sleep but not my body. This has been happening for some time, around six months ago. At the start, it appeared randomly; however a few weeks ago it started to haunt me every night. Repeating and repeating until I woke up. Its contents very vivid to me the next morning.

It was so frustrating! Having to deal with this - with no warning of its arrival - on top of some thing that seems to plague my thoughts half the time, was too much.

Noticing that it was still quite dark outside, the moon smiling right at me, I looked at my digital clock on my bedside table. The colour red flashing brightly onto my iris', causing a mild ache to form behind my eyes.

03:42. I bit my lip, slightly agitated.

I knew I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. With a defeated sigh, I rose from the bed, the white duvet falling from around my waist. Reaching the couch near my window, I pulled on some black basketball shorts over my boxers. Heading straight for the door, I passed my mirror, only glancing at myself briefly. Though, what I saw froze me in place.

My chest had three claw marks going down in a diagonal line. From the top-left to the bottom-right.

What the--

I brought my right hand up to trace the marks, they didn't hurt. However when my hand made contact with the raw skin, clips of the dream came flashing through my mind at full force.

Willing myself to turn away, I yanked the door open, breaking it off its hinges.

Sixth door in less than three days. Those pills didn't calm down crap.

Dropping it, I marched down one of the many halls of my house, heading towards my preferred place - my quiet place'. I always visited this room whenever I woke up or whenever I had the time, it just calmed me down. I slowed to a stop in front of the two grand oak doors that stood tall. It was detailed with gold intricate designs that shone in the night. I opened the door with as little pressure as I could muster. Almost instantly my eyes landed on the black grand piano in the middle of the ballroom. Taking in a breath of the rooms scent I studied the haunting purple smoke that surrounded it. The gleam giving it a dangerous vibe. It wasn't an ordinary piano, knew as soon as I saw it. I just knew I had to have it.

Closing the door behind me, I inched closer towards the piano. The lid opened up when it felt that I was close. Exposing the white and jet black keys. A low note was heard softly; its song pulling me closer.

The familiar vibration ran through me from the piano once I sat down and skimmed my hands over the keys. Pushing my right foot down on the pedal, I played my first legato chord in forte. A purple gush of magic-looking dust flew from underneath the legs of the piano - stretching far across the ballroom, hitting the walls and transforming the room. Rewinding to the past.

As the magic gushed along the many surfaces of the room, pillars that were cracked stood tall, new and shone bright, chipping walls mended - the creme colour now new. The light shone right at the crystals of the five chandeliers spaced equally, projecting the lighter colours of the rainbow onto the white ceiling. Everything changed as I continued to play my song - our song. As the room brightened, so did my soul. I felt enlightened like the room.