The Guilty Ones

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            ~~~~Maria POV~~~~

  Moritz bolted out the door shaking off my hand. Melchior stood up ready to go after him. "Moritz wait." He sighed and turned to me looking at my stockings he smiled before leading me over to the table to sit. " Have I done something wrong?" I asked.
"No no he's just been having nightmares lately and you have been in them."
"I have?" When did he start having dreams why haven't I heard of this. I looked to Melchior who simply nodded. 
"Oh, well what are they about?" He handed me a tattered looking journal with Moritz name on the front.
"See for yourself." 

I opened the book and instantly turned red. The first couple pages were an essay in Melchior's handwriting but passed those pages were all in Moritz scratchy handwriting. All of his dreams vivid and haunting. I flipped to a random page and started reading.

 Dear journal,

I once again had another haunting dream about Maria. It started off normal we were sitting on the hill by her house talking. Then out of no where she crawled onto my lap and started moving her hips making waves of feelings I can't quite describe crash over me. Then she started removing her dress leaving her only in her sky blue stockings and her undergarments'.  She pushed me back onto the grass and started unbuttoning my shirt. once she was done she removed my shirt and went to unbutton my pants. When she started to-

 I shut the notebook face as red as a tomato. I was breathing heavily and a tingling was spiraling in my lady bits. "So what'd you think?" Melchior smirked leaning back reading his book. " Oh and could you give Moritz his book back next time you see him." 

Red and flustered I picked up his book and went for the door. " I uh I should go bye." I rushed out the door and out of the house ignoring Melchior's plea for me to stay.