Wide Awake

I was spinning in a world of confusion. All I knew was pain. It burned in my chest, and spread through my arms, and legs, and continued down. Light blinded me- and I knew. It was over.
"Hello, Lecie." His deep voice cooed, in my ear, softly. I knew- this dream- wasn't me. It was memories. Memories of someone else.... They were too real to be dreams.
My- or rather- the girl's accented voice snapped out, "You'll never get what you want, Ryde. Never." She hisses, pressing herself against a wall that I hadn't bothered to notice. The guy- I could see him now- pressed his hard body against her, and breathily sighed into her ear, goosebumps raising up all over her body. His ice cold hands, slid up her shirt slowly, like a snake. A snake, prepared to strike. The girl growled, and shoved his hands away. "Get away from me, you block of ice! You will never win!" His minty breath fanned out on her face. "Really now. I think I just did.." He sighed, electric blue eyes meeting her own yellow ones. Ryde smirked at her preoccupied hands, and his eyes flicked to her full lips. He leaned in, and kissed her, taking advantage of the fact her hands were locked in his, and her back pinned against the wall. "Yes. I do believe I just got what I wanted."
A new feeling flashed into my mind. Pure hatred.