Going Against Fate

While I was looking around the room it happened, my eyes locked on to the lightest brown eyes I've ever seen, honey color almost. As I looked into the persons eyes, my body felt numb, my eyes felt blurry and I quickly got light headed.

Images passed me over and over. One of the heels I was wearing now getting thrown at a mirror, next my heels surrounded by glass, then it got creepy.

I seen images of me crying at a beach blood on my hands, me screaming at a guy with dark brown hair, honey like eyes and pale skin. Next the same guy surrounded by glass and blood. The last one was me running after an ambulance, my clothes soaked in blood as I ran.

When I snapped out of it my beer wasn't in my hands, the eyes I was staring into, belonged to the guy in the images. He seemed really dizzy and faint. I finally looked down to see my beer spilled on the floor.

I sighed and looked up to come face to face with the guy with honey eyes. "Hello." I awkwardly said.

"Hey, have anything to say?" His voice was deep.

"No, you came up to me."

"You didn't see the visions?"

That caught my attention, I think he seen my freeze cause he sat next to me. "What did you see?" His voice was demanding and rude.

"A lot." I got up to leave, its just a day dream. I walked out of the house and to my truck, but was stopped.

He grabbed my arm before I opened the car door. "Our souls may be connected somehow, I'll tell you what I seen if you tell me what you seen."

"Red heads have no soul." I stated, small smile on my face.

"Phone before I start keying your truck." No I didn't like my truck, but I don't want it more trashed. I took my phone out and hesitantly handed it to him. He took it and pulled what I assumed was his out. He typed stuff in each phone. When I finally got mine back I looked on my contact.

"The names Darren as you can tell." He stated the obvious.

"I'm Sicily."