Addicted to your Faults

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I hear movement in the room, but all I see is darkness. I can't bring myself to sit up because I'm too worn out to even lift my head. I feel scared when I shouldn't .Should I? Maybe Vicky came back, but she doesn't make as much noise. I learned this from observation. Its a habit I formed from childhood. If it isn't Vicky, then who?

What if all this is a dream? Thats its all in my imagination. That was until I felt something standing next to my bed. No let me rephrase that, someone was so close to the bed that I could smell a scent of spicy  colon radiating from the human. I was currently pretending to be asleep, but that didn't stop me from using my 4 other scenes.

I don't know why I feel familiar tingles running down my spine. Maybe a window was open? But I was so sure I closed it. I just can't put my finger on what has me having this feeling. Anxiety started flowing through me and sweat down my nose.

That's when I felt rough but feathery fingers touch my cheek. The mystery fingers made a train down my jaw towards my neck. It's like I know the feel of the fingers but yet I don't. He/ she then put a strand of my hair behind my ear.

That's it, all of this is crazy. I can't be dreaming when it feels so real. Before I could find out who is this mystery person was, I felt his/ her presence leave my bed and the sound of the door cracking open echoed throughout the room. All I saw was a shadow of a person as the door slammed closed.

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Morning came faster than I imagined. I always loved mornings because it meant a new day, a new beginning that puts yesterday in the past. From the morning sunrise to the different shades of color on the sky, was the most fascinating thing that I have encountered. Beautiful is my definition of the morning. But today I couldn't admire the scenery out of my window because I had over slept so this means I'm 40minutes late than my normal routine. Well for Vicky, she was deep in slumber snoring that can deafen your hearing. I hardly hangout with her. Maybe later I'll ask her.

I kept on reliving the memory of the person that touched me last night as though I was a fragile glass. Remembering the feel of their fingers on my skin and the sensation that they left behind. Shouldn't I be worried someone was in my room but yet I feel safer than before. I can't waste anymore time than I already have by daydreaming of some stranger.

I went on with my daily routine and in no time, I was done and headed to the coffee shop for some coffee. The scent of brewing coffee hit my nose and made my mouth water. I stood in the line when I heard I familiar voice behind me.

" Mary! hey its me, Aiden. " I turned to look at the dark haired, tall grinning boy with glasses behind me.

" Oh hi." I gave him him back a smile and a wave of my hand.