An angels lover

~Jump~

Alani

Dream
I'm walking back home but something feels different, I feel like someone's watching me.

I turn to see no one but I can still feel the unknown figures eyes on me. They feel cold and I look around again. If I ever needed to hear chanting this would be the moment.

I open the house. My house. I walk in confused, this is supposed to be burnt down. I would know because I'm the one that burnt it.

Everything seems normal, the furniture is there, there's not even a single ash laying on the ground.

I walk into the kitchen and look out the window. My neighbourhood stares back at me. Home.

I see eyes in the window watching me, the eyes are not form outside but for my the inside. I turn to be face to face with the dirty blonde form the other day.

I spring awake out of breath. My breathing is uneven and I throw my covers off of me. I fan myself out still trying to process the dream.

Why am I seeing the dirty blonde form the other day? Better question why is he in my dreams?

"Bad dream?" A low voice says and my body goes in shock. I watch a figure step out the shadows of my room...

I walk slowly to the light and switch it on. It's him. The dirty blonde form the other day and my dream. "What do you want?" I ask trying not to sound sacred.

"You" he says then takes a step closer.

"I don't have what you need" I look him right in the eyes to show him I'm not scared.

"You are what I need" he seems to have gotten closer. His eyes flash red showing me fire.

His features are unforgettable. His dirty blonde hair flows perfectly with his face shape. His eyes go back to the dark brown they were before. I feel his hands around my throat.

His grip gets tighter threatening my air ways. I should hit him, kick, scream. Anything. But I don't, I keep my eyes on him as his expression doesn't change.

He titles my head back and I feel a weird sense of safety with him around. I close my eyes as I feel his lips next to my ears "Not scared?" His voice vibrates in my ear.

The image of Cultun comes to mind and I open my eyes to find that I'm not still dreaming. I push the stranger off me and he doesn't stubble, it's like he willingly stepped back.

Glad to know I'm weak.

He smiles showing his white teeth "The angel" slips of his tongue.
When he looks away, I swing the door open hitting him in the face. At least this makes him stubble backwards.

I run out the room and rush to the stairs. He stands in front of me blocking the stairs. His left eyebrow is bleeding slightly. He looks pissed, his expression darkens the more I look him in the eyes.

The instinct to push him comes in and I throw him down the stairs. I watch him tumble in slow motion, then he hits the floor with a loud 'thud'.

My eyes widened realizing what I just did. He lies on the floor totally lifeless, so I thought until he sits up and stares at me coldly.

I run to the bathroom and lock the door. I switch the light on and back up slowly as the doorknob wiggles. I look at the widow then open it, looking out I try figure out whether I will make the jump.

The door handle stops wiggling which is not a good sign. I jump on the roof and I turn back to the window, he stares down at me. I back up on the brick wall as I feel the roof vibrate meaning he's near.

I run then leap of the roof. My heart beats out of my chest as I fall not letting a scream out of me. My arms try to flap for some reason then my legs meet the ground making me stubble.

I roll on the round the concrete scraping my skin. I get on my knees then slowly stand, I look up to find him still standing here.

I turn and start running.